It was three years ago at Christmas that my husband, Jeremy offered me a hall pass. Tonight, i asked if the offer was still on the table.
You see, both of our boys were still in school, and life was busy as much as it was boring. Our sex life paid the price and we both knew it. We were 48 years old at the time, and the two of us had tried most of the same thing others do to spice things up.
The main thing is that Jeremy and I knew we were in it together for the long haul, although I wondered why he would allow me to bed another man if he was just as happy in our marriage as I was. Of course, I asked, "Who is she? Who is it that you want to bed, once I use MY hall pass?"
Jer replied, "There is no one for me, but you. I am very satisfied with one woman in my life. Honestly, if our sex life was better... I mean, if we connected that way better, I think we would have the perfect marriage." I recognized that he was right, but I was still very leery. We were both in mid-life crisis mode. I had been nursing at the same hospital for over 20 years, and Jeremy had the car repair shop for as long. Right then, it didn't seem to be a good idea that my fucking some other guy would make OUR sex life any better. And even if I did, I didn't have time to find a guy to fuck, nor was there anyone on my wish list.
I've always had body issues, as both pregnancies left me with the love handles and an ass that is just a little to big for my liking. B cups don't draw a lot of attention either. So, my 150 lb body on a 5'2" frame made me feel obese, despite my husband worshipping it in bed. He must be crazy, I thought. The other nurses were prettier and got hit on a lot, especially by the horny residents. I had long ago given up on anyone but my husband finding me attractive enough to try to get me into bed with him.
So, when Jeremy made the offer for a hall pass, I thanked him for his gesture, and continued with the day to day crap that came with a long, and otherwise happy marriage. But, that all changed, and as of today, I would be asking if my husband if I could still be 'let off the leash' just once, and with just with this one guy.
The guy who has changed my thinking is Ron, an ER doctor who picks up shifts at my hospital. He started a year ago, when he and his wife, Veronica, an OB/GYN (yes, I know, Ron and Ronny), moved into our city from Vancouver. They both have busy lives as well, but don't have any children.
Ron is a very handsome and fit man, only 5'6" and carries only about 150 lbs of lean weight. Ron sports a neatly trimmed, pure white beard and mustache. He's engaging and has a wonderful sense of humor, and seems very young for a man of 62. The thing I most remember about him is when our eyes met, the first time I saw him at work last year. Ron had glanced my way, but did a second take, and our eyes locked for a brief moment.
And since then, Ron always greets me by name, even though he doesn't remember many other nurses' names. We've shared numerous coffees and lunches together, and although I knew I had a tingling inside every time we engaged, he still wasn't really on my sexual radar, at least until yesterday.
We were eating in the cafeteria, and he once again touched my hand with his, something he has done without thinking, many times when we would laugh and talk. I actually felt myself getting wet and then he placed his hand on top of mine and asked, "Samantha, can I ask you a question, and I hope just by asking it that it won't change how we are, regardless of how you answer it?"
Well, that peaked my interest. I felt myself tremble slightly and took a deep breath. "Sure, Ron. Go ahead." I tried to let my breath out slowly, without showing my discomfort at what the question might be.
"You aren't, by chance, in an open relationship with your husband, are you?"
He pulled his hand slowly from mine and awaited my reply. "Um, no, we aren't, Ron."
He quickly responded, "Sam, we've talked enough to know that both of us are in long term, stable relationships with our spouses. And, one of the terms of Ronny and my openness sexually, is that we only play with other people well established in their relationship. Neither of us want the drama, or frankly the chance of getting an STD, from someone single or cheating on their spouse. So, I hope I didn't insult you, but I had to ask, because you are truly a wonderful person to be with."
By the tine he finished talking, I had taken hold of his hand and I felt my juices had made a puddle in my panties. I worried that he might actually smell my horniness. "Ron, I am so honored that you asked me. I do find you a very attractive man as well. I need to tell you that a long time ago, Jeremy did offer me to open my side of our marriage, but I don't know if he would say the same thing today."