My wife Pat and I have been married for 6 years.. I am 45 years old and in pretty good shape and Pat is 40 and keeps herself trim and fit.
Sex between us has been tapering off for the last year or so, and Pat just tells me that she just isn't in the mood for sex more than two or three times a month. I had planned a week long romantic vacation for us in Miami, thinking that we just needed to get that spark back. During the whole vacation Pat and I only had sex once. The sex was really good and satisfying, but I still longed for more.
On the three hour flight home to New York, Pat and I were quietly discussing the issue. We tried to be as quiet as possible since we had a woman sitting next to Pat on the plane. We had introduced ourselves when we got into our seats, and this woman's name was Gloria. She was very attractive. She had dark brown hair and appeared to be 35 years old. She was on her way home from visiting family in Miami. As our flight progressed, Gloria appeared to be asleep and Pat and I had our discussion. Pat kept repeating that she loves me but is just not that interested in sex as much as I am. She said that sex with me is wonderful and I never fail to give her several orgasms. She just didn't want it as often as I did.
The last hour of our flight I sadly and quietly stared out the little window of the plane, watching the clouds and landscape go by. Pat, and the now awake Gloria, were making idle chit chat about their jobs, shopping etc...
After we landed, we said goodbye to Gloria and made our way to the carousel to get our luggage. As we walked towards the exit, luggage in tow, Gloria walked up to us and said goodbye again, thanking Pat for the friendly conversation. Pat said her goodbye first and walked towards the exit, and as I said goodbye, Gloria secretly slipped a piece of paper into my hand and gave me a warm smile. As we exited, she got into a taxi and I stuffed the paper into the pocket of my jeans. The 45 minute car service ride home was quiet and uneventful.
After arriving home and tossing the dirty clothes from the suitcase into the hamper, Pat got into the shower. I remembered the paper in my pocket and pulled out the wrinkled note and read it. In this beautiful handwriting the note said, "Joe, I couldn't help but overhear the conversation you had with Pat. She seems to be a loving and wonderful woman but it's a shame she doesn't have as high a sex drive as you do. I think you are a sweet and good looking guy and if you are interested.....call me", and written in the note was her phone number. I sat on the edge of the bed and thought about Gloria's proposition. A minute or so later the shower was shut off and I heard Pat drying herself off. Before she walked back into the bedroom, I stashed the note into my sock drawer. Pat walked into the room naked, rubbing a towel through her long black hair. As I stared at her sexy body, she smiled and gave me a kiss. She saw that I was still a little melancholy and she said she was sorry for making me feel that way. She sat on the edge of the bed and told me to come to her. As she undid the belt on my jeans, she told me she was sorry again and she tugged down my jeans releasing my cock. I stepped out of my jeans and underwear, and Pat took my soft cock into her warm mouth.. Pat quickly got my cock hard, loudly sucking on the head and then taking my full 7 inches into her throat. Pat's little hand cupped and squeezed my heavy balls and then she took each one into her mouth and gently sucked on them. Pat wrapped her hand around the shaft of my hard, excited cock, and she stroked it with a firm grip. Her lips returned to my cock as she stroked it, and a couple of minutes later I exploded into her mouth. Pat swallowed the mouthful of cum she extracted from my balls, and then licked up the drops on the head as she pulled up on the softening shaft. She dried my saliva coated cock and balls with her towel, stood up and gave me a kiss. Then she went back into the bathroom to dry her hair. I got out of the rest of my clothes and went to sleep. For the next few days there was no further sex between Pat and I. The note that Gloria gave me was on my mind but I did not act on it.
A week had gone by since we returned from our vacation, and when I arrived home from work, I went up to our bedroom to change out of my suit to relax. A minute or two later, Pat walked in. She had Gloria's note in her hand. "I was putting the laundry away and I found this with your socks" Pat said, while holding up the piece of paper. "Did you call her?"
"No, I didn't call her." I nervously replied.
"But you kept the note. Have you been thinking about calling her? Do you think she is attractive?" Pat asked.
"Honestly Pat, it has crossed my mind, but I keep dismissing the idea. I really do love you, but I've been disappointed with our sex life, and I have needs. I'm sorry." I said, while looking down at the carpeted floor.
"I know." Pat said quietly. She sat next to me on the bed. "After I found the note, I called Gloria. I was angry at first, but as we chatted, I calmed down. Gloria and I had a long conversation and I invited her over tonight".
I looked at Pat and I said, "You told her to come over? Why?"
Pat replied, "I was happy to hear that you didn't call her, and as we talked, Gloria made me realize that you have needs that I am not fulfilling. I guess it took the words of another woman to make me understand what you're going through and how you perceive the changes in our sex life."
"So why is she coming here?" I asked.
"I think we need to get to know Gloria better. I liked her when we spoke on the plane, and after I calmed down on the phone, I felt comfortable opening up to her." Pat calmly said. "She will be here at 7. Take a shower and come down for dinner. We only have an hour and a half until she arrives." Pat walked out of the bedroom and disappeared. I got into a hot shower, and thought about what just happened. I was confused.
Dinner was quiet as we ate the roast chicken and rice that Pat made. I think we were both a little nervous. Pat and I had just finished putting away the dinner dishes when the doorbell rang promptly at 7. Pat went to answer the door.
From the kitchen, I heard Pat greet Gloria. It all sounded friendly and Pat yelled from the living room telling me Gloria was here and to bring the wine and glasses. I opened the bottle of Pinot and walked into the living room with the bottle and glasses in my hand. Gloria stepped towards me and smiled. She kissed me on the cheek. Pat Invited Gloria to sit on the couch and Pat sat next to her. I poured the wine and gave each girl her glass. I sat across from them in the oversized chair. As the girls sipped their wine and chatted, I gazed upon them both. Pat looked great with her black hair cascading over her deep blue sweater. Her 38C breasts pushing out the cotton fabric. She had just kicked off her shoes and tucked her legs underneath her on the couch. Her dark jeans tightened around her firm ass, half of which was facing me. Gloria had on a maroon top, buttoned low enough where you can easily see her cleavage but nothing more. I figured her breasts to be slightly smaller than Pat's, maybe a 36 or 38B. Her black slacks were tailored well, giving you the hint of a shapely ass. Pat caught me staring at Gloria and brought me back to reality with a loud and deliberate "Ahem!" Both girls just laughed as my eyes met each of theirs.
"More wine please." Pat requested. As I stood in front of her and poured, she put her bare foot onto my crotch and rubbed. "Yup, just as I thought Gloria. He was getting a hard on while he was looking at you." Her foot confirming my semi rigidness. I was guilty. I was starting to get hard, but not just from looking at Gloria.
"To be honest, I was getting excited while looking at both of you." I finally said while refilling Gloria's glass. "You both are very beautiful women."
Pat stood up and kissed me. "Thank you baby." she said in reply to the compliment. "Gloria and I discussed a little more on the phone than what I told you earlier. We both agreed that you are not being satisfied sexually. She figures a couple times a week she can come over and you two can take care of each others needs." I looked at Pat and then at Gloria and then back at Pat again. "It's ok with me honey. I'm secure in your love for me and I know I'm not taking care of you as I should." she said quietly in my ear.