My name is Sandy, I am married to a wonderful man called John and we had been married for coming up to six years and I thought everything was rosy in the garden. We had a fantastic sex life and barely a day went by when we didn't shag, even if one of us didn't really feel like it the effort would always be made.
Today was no different to any other day that was until John came home from work and appeared quieter than normal. I asked him if anything was wrong, but he just said nothing was wrong, the next day he was exactly the same even when I tried to initiate sex he wasn't interested. My first suspicion was that he may be having an affair and I didn't know what to do so I began to get depressed and quiet as well.
By the end of the week I couldn't stand the atmosphere that had built up between us especially as I didn't even know why or what had caused it.
"John, I think we need to talk," I said almost as soon as he came through the front door.
His reply was nothing more than a grunt, "we need to talk," I said once again.
He went upstairs and changed out of his work clothes upon his return he plonked himself in an armchair and said, "what is it you want to talk about."
I explained to him how I was feeling and that we seemed to be rapidly drifting apart, I even plucked up the courage to ask him if he was seeing someone else.
His face went a bright red as he said that he wasn't seeing someone else, which led me to believe he was.
A long silence ensued, he was angry with me for implying that he was being unfaithful and I was angry because I didn't believe him.
"So if you are not having an affair what is it that I've done that's making you so miserable," I asked calmly.
"I'm bored, everything is boring, life is boring, work is boring and you are boring," he replied.
"Me I'm boring, why am I suddenly boring," I asked trying my best to suppress my tears.
"Your boring in bed, your predictable, it's just not fun anymore, I want excitement and your not it," came John's reply.
"So you tell me what you want out of our relationship, why is sex so boring to you, you tell me because I sure as hell don't know," I said while not being able to hold my emotions in check.
"I just want to try different things instead of the same old ones, it's always the missionary position and I think we need to spice it up," said John.
"So what are you saying, you want me to dress up to play fantasy games or what, tell me and I'm sure we can work something out," I said in desperation.
John sat there looking at me it was if he wanted to say what he wanted but lacked the courage to say it, "I want to try different things that's all, have some variations in our sex life," he eventually blurted out.
"Well tell me what you would like and we can discuss it," I replied.
"Well how about trying sixty nine."
"Okay if that's what you want to try, is that it," I asked.
"How about anal sex, I'd like to shag you up the arse."
I had to think about that one, I wasn't to keen on that idea, but then I thought what the hell we all have to make sacrifices in a marriage so I said I'd try it. John brightened up once I had agreed but it did cross my mind that maybe he was having bi-curious symptoms, why else did he want to shag me up the arse.
The following night as we lay in bed John started to stroke my nipples, he knew that I easily got excited when he did that. He then began sucking my nipples while fingering my pussy, okay this was still like the old times but it still got me worked up and ever so horny. I wasn't prepared when he slipped his wet finger into my arse and I involuntarily jumped but allowed him to continue. His finger slipped further and further into my anus and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, actually it was quite pleasant. He turned me over and lifted my butt up, I could feel the pressure from his cock against my virgin hole as he slipped in deeper my first reaction was to clench my butt and he whispered for me to relax. The more I relaxed the deeper he went and the sensation was getting better all the time. Once he had fully penetrated my arse he picked up a steady rhythm and began fucking me, I must admit the feeling was pretty good and it wasn't long before I came with the most explosive orgasm I had ever had and John was not far behind me.
As we relaxed afterwards in each other's arms I thanked him for convincing me to try something different, I felt good actually I felt very good.
"Would you like to try something else, I don't mean now, I mean some other time," asked John as he gently stroked my hair.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked.