Sally and Michael had been married for five years, and were both in their mid thirties with good jobs and a comfortable life. The only fly in the ointment was that Sally desperately wanted a baby, but, despite having fairly frequent, unprotected sex, she couldn't seem to get pregnant.
In fact, Michael wasn't that sure he wanted a baby. Some of his friends had told him that a baby ruins your sex life, but he was thoroughly enjoying trying to get his sexy wife pregnant, so for the time being he was happy to go along with it. Sally, on the other hand, didn't see what all the fuss was about with regard to sex. She found it reasonably enjoyable, but rarely had an orgasm, and wouldn't have wanted Michael to pester her so often if she hadn't being trying to get pregnant.
After several months of trying, Michael had some tests which confirmed that there was no problem with his sperm, so Sally then had tests, and as a follow up to her tests she had to visit the doctor yet again. That evening Sally told Michael that she needed to talk to him about what the doctor had told her.
"OK sweetheart, what did the doctor say?" Michael asked, once they were both sitting together on the sofa, "is there something wrong with you?"
"Sort of. Apparently I have a hormone imbalance which is preventing me from becoming pregnant, but, the good news is that there is a new treatment which has just been approved for use, but I'm afraid the NHS won't fund it, so we will have to pay for it, and it takes several weeks, or maybe even months to take effect." Sally said, all in a mad rush, due to her nervousness about her husband's reaction.
"Oh, right, so how much is it?" Michael asked, going off this treatment rapidly.
"About two hundred pounds a month." Sally replied, worried that her husband would say no to the drug.
"Oh, right, well that's not too bad, we can afford that." Michael replied, pleasantly surprised at the price.
Sally was thrilled that he was so positive, so thrilled in fact, that she almost forgot to tell him the other thing.
"I almost forgot, there's something else."
"Which is?" Michael asked, getting irritated.
" This hormone drug can have side effects, well, actually, just one side effect." Sally began.
"Go on, don't keep me in suspense, what's the side effect?" Michael asked, waiting for the catch.
"She said it will increase my libido, you know, make me horny, and it increases over time."
"What?? Are you serious?? That sounds fantastic!!And you'll get more horny the longer you take it?"
"Well, I suppose so, at least it will help me to get pregnant, if I want more sex, don't you think?" Sally suggested, not at all sure that she wanted more sex, but glad that her husband was happy.
"So, when do you get them, the pills?" Michael asked, eager to get started.
"Friday. The doctor said that I should take a big dose Friday lunchtime, then an ordinary dose Friday dinner time and again Saturday morning, to kick start the change in my hormone levels. So, can I say yes to the cost?"
"Yes my love, of course, let's hope it works. I'll transfer the money to your account tomorrow"
For the rest of the week Michael could think of nothing else, but he tried to play it cool, and wait patiently. Friday evening he rushed home as early as he could, but when he got there Sally was just her usual self, not horny, not even particularly happy, just very sleepy. They had a quiet night in and went to bed early, without having sex, even though the timing was propitious.
Saturday morning Sally was a lot more cheerful, and when Michael started to caress her breasts, she seemed to quite like the feeling.
"The drug won't take effect yet, it's somewhere between a week and two months for my fertility to change." She explained, but she didn't stop him playing with her nipples, which had become quite erect, making him think that the increased libido was already kicking in.
"I thought we could get some practise." Michael replied, then started sucking her right nipple as his hand moved down and inside his gorgeous wife's sleep shorts.
"Ha ha, very funny, come on then, have your evil way with me." Sally invited, taking hold of her husband's growing cock.
They made love unusually passionately, and Sally almost had an orgasm. Almost, but not quite, which left her a little frustrated, which was a new feeling for her. Michael was oblivious to her lack of satisfaction. His wife never climaxed, so he didn't expect her to, and he didn't offer to use his fingers or his tongue for the same reason, and since Sally wasn't sure what to expect, she just put up with her frustration.
They both had chores to get done Saturday morning, but Sally didn't forget to take her next dose of the hormone, and when they were sitting together eating a light lunch, she reminded her husband that they were going to a party that evening.
"Oh, crikey, I'd completely forgotten about that, whose party is it again?" He asked, feeling irritated that they couldn't stay in and practise sex some more.
"It's Emily, who I was at college with, she finally got engaged, so all the girls and their men are going to help her celebrate. It's at her house, and we can go on the tube, so we can both drink."
Michael thought that sounded better, and if there were a lot of sexy women there he wouldn't mind that either, and maybe, just maybe, if Sally got a bit drunk, with the tablets doing their stuff, he might get laid again when they got home.
"Anyway, the thing is, you need to help me decide what to wear." His wife explained.
"Oh, ok, what were you thinking?" As if he didn't know, jeans, trainers, a boring shirt. Nothing sexy, of course.
"Well, the thing is, I sort of want to impress my old college friends, so something a bit more daring than I usually wear. If you don't mind, that is, I mean, I don't want to embarrass you."
"Well, let's have a look, maybe a skirt and top? Do you have you any short skirts? Any clingy tops?" Michael asked, more in hope than optimism.
"No, I'm afraid not. Perhaps we should go shopping, what do you think?"
Michael thought it was a brilliant idea. He was more than happy to go looking for sexy clothes for his wife to wear to a party.
They went on the tube to Stratford Westfield shopping centre, but, once there, Sally lost her nerve a bit.
"I don't want to look really slutty, just a bit more sexy than usual." She explained as they browsed around the racks in River Island.
Michael was disappointed by her comment but decided to try to take a more active role.
"How about this outfit?" He asked, pointing at some short skirts and tight, thin sweaters that were hanging together in various co-ordinating colours.
"Well, it looks nice, I suppose, but the skirt is very short and those sweaters won't leave much to the imagination."
"Why don't you try them on together?" Michael suggested, with his fingers crossed behind his back, "which colour combination do you like."
Michael had used a classic sales technique, getting his wife choosing which colours she preferred, as though the purchase decision had already been made, and it worked.
After that, Michael was on a roll, and he managed to buy his wife some sexy underwear and a pair of high heeled shoes as well, telling her that he wanted her to look sensational and make all the men jealous, which was true.
By the time they got home from the shopping centre it was time for Sally to start getting ready for the party, but Michael had plenty of time, so he poured himself a large whisky, to celebrate getting his wife to wear sexy clothes to a party, and, after he'd finished that one, he felt so happy and excited, that he poured himself another one.
