It began on a Tuesday night out of the blue. My wife and I are in bed, both reading as we normally do before we turn the lights out. I heard a slight whimpering and noticed Amanda was crying. When I asked her what's wrong, she burst into sobbing tears and just came out and said it.
"I've had an affair".
I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. I'd like to tell you that it was like a knife plunging into my heart but really I was just shocked. An affair would normally mean sex. I really didn't think Amanda was all that interested in sex. To say that our sex life was vanilla would be an understatement. Maybe two or three times a month? Maybe?? Missionary or Amanda on top. (From behind is demeaning to women according to her.) Ten or fifteen minutes. Lights out. No talking. We'd both usually orgasm in an almost efficient kind of way. Sometimes I felt like I should punch a card when we were done. Task completed!
Amanda, God love her, is a brilliant women who is very successful. She is an executive VP at the largest bank in our small city. I know that people fear her and she has a well earned reputation as being an ice queen. Not to be fucked with! It's kind of a shame because at 45 years old her 5'9" 125 lb body is fitter now than when we first met. Fours days a week of yoga has made her body a perfect temple of lean muscle. Her B cup breasts are spectacular with little upturned nipples. She keeps her pubic hair (not that I even see it very often) very neatly trimmed. She's like a sex goddess going to waste. But she is so beautiful she had me in a trance since the day I met her.
We played softball together in business school and became very good yet platonic friends. Although I lusted after her, she was totally focused and never dated; so goal oriented that it seemed like she didn't even think in those terms. Anytime I even alluded to sex, she'd shut me down with a dismissive, "you men and your thinking with the little head, that is women's strategic advantage in the workplace!" theory.
In fact the last time I was this shocked was when i was showering at her place after softball. We'd been hanging out the entire semester at this point. We were going to a symposium that night and me showering and changing at her place was just a better use of time. So when she stepped in to the shower with me, butt naked, and kissed me, you could have knocked me down with a feather. We made love on her bed, and it was great, yet we were at the symposium right on time. We were engaged two months later and married within the year.
Now I have not always been perfect myself, although she doesn't know that. I have had a few trysts including one that lasted several years where I would fuck my best friends wife in front of him about once a month. That started one drunken night when his wife insisted on measuring our cocks under the premise that they were all basically the same. Well my seven inches trumped his 4 and a half by quite a bit. And my thickness had him beat easily as well. All of a sudden I was their stunt cock and she loved fucking me as much as he loved watching it. For me it was a great outlet for my pent up libido which Amanda was just not satisfying. Which is not to say that I didn't love her with all of my heart, but she just wasn't exactly a tiger in bed. But anyway, when they started a family, that was that. And that was five years ago.
Anyway back to my sobbing wife, begging for forgiveness. Even though it really didn't bother me that much, I certainly did a great acting job. Oh I was devastated. How could she betray me? Are we gonna get divorced yada yada? (I never felt like we were gonna divorce but I was certainly intrigued by Amanda's sudden interest in sex, albeit, with someone else.) But I had to act hurt! It would have hurt Amanda if I hadn't.
All of a sudden, I had the upper hand in this relationship, which I'd never had, and I have to admit, it felt great! But I had to keep up the act. Amanda begged me to go to couples counseling with her and please give her a second chance. I thought this could be a pain in the ass but what the hell why not. So off we went.
First off the shrink was about our age or a little younger and was just as hot as Amanda. They both dressed in a similar fashion. Tight skirt, tight white blouse, hair up. I'm thinking ok this is interesting. We get right into why we are here and right out of the box we start talking about Amanda's affair. The women explains that the key to success will be total honestly and transparency. "There can be no secrets in this room." Well I knew I would be breaking that rule but hey, I was the victim here. So apparently we needed to get to the "root" cause of Amanda's affair.
"Ok, why did you have an affair Amanda?"
This is when things started to get interesting. The man she had an affair with was a hedge fund manager that she worked with. A hedge fund manager with, in Amanda's words, "a very large penis with dominant tendencies". Ten years older than us, and in a position of great wealth and tremendous power! I guess this awakened something in Amanda that she didn't know existed. Who would have thought, of all people, Amanda was turned on by being submissive! She admitted that the first time they were together, this guy Alex not only made her cum four times but then later took her anal virginity. As she is sitting there explaining, in between bouts of crying, that she "never in a million years thought she could get so aroused by a man ejaculating his sperm all over her!" This was all part of her telling me it was all just physical, not emotional, and certainly not love. All I can think of is "can this possibly get any hotter?"
The hardest part for me was concealing my erection which raged during the entire one hour session. We decided once a week would be the best idea to see if we could work through this. I would have gone for once a day! When we got home that night I very innocently asked Amanda why didn't she ask for those things from me? Puppy dog eyes. I would have tried anal sex if I thought that was something she were interested in. We are supposed to be partners. She cried again, she didn't know she'd like anal sex so much. She'd always thought it was disgusting. But she did admit that even though it was painful, she enjoyed it very much and felt just awful that she did it with Alex before doing it with me.
Well off to the bedroom we go, and I meet my new wife. Where the old Amanda went I couldn't tell you but she was no where to be seen. I hadn't fucked anyone in the ass since my friends wife and damn, I missed it. My wife took it like a pro, telling me how good my "cock" felt in her asshole. "OMG you are just the right size!" Much smaller than Alex apparently :-(. I pulled out of her ass and sprayed a huge load of cum all over her ass. And by the way, I did it for her and our healing process:-). She was definitely feeling better about things, I on the other hand was still playing wounded puppy. We needed to continue therapy, that's for sure. It was way too much fun!
At the next session, the therapist asked me if there were any questions I'd like to ask Amanda.
I responded by saying that "I'd be lying if I didn't wonder about certain things that I'd rather know than have my imagination running wild about."
"Such as," the therapist asked?
"Well, for example, and I know it's stupid, but," and I turned to Amanda, "you have alluded to Alex' large penis several times now. Well, how large is large, I'm curious?"
The therapist turned to Amanda and asked her if she was comfortable answering this question?
"I am if you think that's what's best", she answered, "but I don't want to hurt him", she said alluding to me.
Well the only way it was gonna hurt me was if my dick exploded from being so damn hard!
"I can handle it", I said.
"Ok!? Here goes", she said.
The therapist asked her how she was going to approximate it?
She said, "well, I don't have to because I measured it once."
Holy shit! (my inner thought)
"The length of it?"
"And the circumference actually", Amanda responded to the therapist.
She looked at the therapist, then at me, exhaled and said "it was 8.5" long and 7" in circumference". She looked down. Ashamed.
"That doesn't sound that big does it?", I said to the therapist? "I mean bigger than average I guess but..."
"No."
