I rolled off of my wife and lay beside her on our bed. The cum filled condom hung loosely on my limp cock which was quickly shrinking back to its flaccid state. Neither of us spoke a word for the few minutes that followed. By that time I was quite familiar with the dreaded silence that followed every time we had sex. In fact, we were both familiar with the whole fucked up routine.
It would start with me kissing and fondling my way down her body till I reached her pussy, and then trying desperately to get her off with my fingers and tongue. She would then stop me when she feels I have tried enough, and tell me to fuck her. She already knows how it is gonna end, but she is faithful to me, and she has needs, and thus she remains hopeful. I, however, know, by the time I put on a condom, that my cock is way too tense with anxiety that it is ready to shoot its load as soon as I thrust into her. I climb on her anyway, my cock already throbbing in my hand as my anxiety gets worse with every inch closer to her I get. I position my cock head at her opening and thrust in hard. Karen gasps as I penetrate her, she always does. I keep fucking her hard and fast, already ejaculating on the second thrust and trying to get as many thrusts I can before my cock becomes too soft. Karen's moans quickly turn into frustrated grunts, which I take as my cue to stop.
I pulled off my condom and tied it into a knot before throwing it in the trash bin. I looked over at Karen, she lay with her arms crossed over her head, eyes on the ceiling. I could tell she was frustrated and disappointed, and I was once again overcome with shame.
"I can't keep doing it like this." she sighed.
"You know I've tried everything. I don't know what else to do."
"I know, honey. I'm not saying you don't try. I'm just so tired of all this."
I knew it was only a matter of time until her patience runs out, and she would leave me. I couldn't blame her. I had to find another way to satisfy her. It was the only way to save our marriage. I had been thinking about it for months, but I wasn't sure how she'd react to the only solution I could think of.
"What if...," I hesitated.
"What if what?"
"What if we got someone else to do it with you?" I asked nervously.
Karen stared at me with a shocked expression on her face. "Are you crazy? Why would you even think that! You want another man to fuck your own wife?"
"I just want you to be happy. I love you, but I know I'm not gonna be able to satisfy you in bed. I just can't help it."
Karen was now eyeing me as if trying to figure out if I was playing a trick. "Are you really serious about this? Do you understand what you are asking me to do?"
"Yes, I am serious. I know you love me and you'd never cheat on me, but I know our marriage won't last like this. This is the only way."
"But would you be okay with that? I don't want to hurt you."
"Yeah. I think I can handle it. At least I'll know you aren't going behind my back."
Karen chewed the tip of her thumb while pondering the thought. I knew she was warming up to the idea. She had been dealing with the frustration long enough for her to want to take any chance to be free of it.
"Let's talk more about it in the morning." She said finally. "I don't want to do anything until we're both sure we're okay with it."
"Yeah, okay. That's a good idea." I rolled over and put my arm around her. "I love you, baby." I kissed her cheek.
"I love you too." I wrapped my arms around her and she pressed up against me in the spooning position. As she fell asleep in my arms, I found myself wondering if I was doing the right thing.
*****
When I woke up the next morning, Karen had already gotten up. I took a quick shower and headed to the kitchen where she was sitting at the table sipping coffee from a mug, and had a second mug ready for me. I could see her watching me from the corner of my eye as I went to pour myself a bowl of cereal before I sat down across from her. She was still watching me as I put a spoonful into my mouth, but she didn't say anything. She was waiting for me to bring up the subject.
"So... about last night" I said when I swallowed.
"Yes?"
"Well, what do you think?"
Karen blushed. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes. And you?"
She nodded. "How do we find a guy?"
"Let's put up an ad on the internet. Don't worry, we won't share any personal information until we find a guy you like. Although, maybe we should put a picture of you in it."
"What? No! I don't want to put my picture in it."
"More people will respond if there's a picture. We'll hide your face. We'll make sure you're not recognizable."
Karen did not seem too happy about it, but we finished our breakfast and went back to our room and I picked out a short sundress for her to wear for the pictures. She was reluctant about it as she had put on some weight since we got married, but I assured her she never looked more beautiful. She finally put it on and I got her to pose seductively and I made sure to capture as much of her thighs and cleavage as I could without being too obvious. I found myself getting excited at the thought of other guys checking out her pictures, and I found myself secretly hoping Karen would strip down for some of the pictures.
Within the next hour we posted an ad on craigslist and even created profiles for Karen on several adult dating sites as a married woman looking for some fun with no strings attached. We even checked out some of the guys on the dating sites that Karen found attractive. She seemed to like the big muscular guys, particularly the black guys. I noticed her biting her lip as we checked out the guys, and decided to tease her a bit.
