Ian, and Claire each tell us about what they want, and what they do to find their romantic spark again.
Claire's feelings, and concerns:
Why does it feel like my husband does not want to have sex with me anymore? I have been feeling really down lately, it seems to me that my husband of twelve years is not attracted to me any longer. When we first met in collage I was trim and fit, tall with a nice C cup breasts that were firm, and perky. I have light brown hair that I had worn long, and I have pretty green eyes.
Now after twelve years of marriage, and two kids later my hips are wider, my boobs are not so perky, I wear my hair cut above my shoulders, and I've gotten chubby. I am looking at myself in the mirror, and I can see why he wouldn't want me. I look frumpy in baggy clothes, hair pulled back, and no make-up. But the problem is I love sex! Ian, and I have always had a great sex life until the last 8 months, which has gone to basically never.
For a minute, I thought maybe Ian was cheating on me...but he was home every night with me, and always there for the family. One day I was on the computer, and seen in the histories file some stories, and videos. So, curiosity got the best of me, and I opened them, wow! Ian was looking at, and reading porn on the net. I clicked on one of the stories that was listed, and it was a lesbian story, so I read it. My god it was hot, my panties were getting soaked by just reading a story. I went to another story this time it was about a woman using a toy on the man to pleasure his prostrate. I just kept reading, and losing track of time.
I was getting so horny but I kept reading the stories, I had to go get my dildo from my bedroom. I sat at my husband's home office desk, and fucked myself with my dildo reading stories. I could not get over how hot these were, and how turned on I was.
I realized that I had spent the entire morning, and early afternoon reading. I decided to wait on the porn hub site until tomorrow. I shut down the computer, and went to get clean up. But I was still very horny so I went in our room, and pulled out my magic wand rubbing my clit to have another orgasm.
I got in the shower to get cleaned up, I kept thinking what can I do to make Ian want me again? I love my husband dearly, and I am still very attracted to him. He hasn't changed much in the last twelve years, maybe a little weight but it looks good on him. He's taller than me at six feet tall, weighing 230 pounds, brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He keeps himself clean shaven, trimmed nice, and neat in his pubic hair. His 7.5-inch cock is something I have always loved, he is thick with a perfect mushroom top head, and when he is erect it doesn't stick straight out it curves upwards. So, when we are making love it rubs the upper walls of my quim, and drives me crazy.
After I got out of the shower I decided today was the day I was going to get my husband back. When I got dressed I made sure to wear better fitting clothes, I pulled on a thong that I haven't worn in a while, and a lift bra. I put on some make-up, and did my hair. When I looked in the mirror this time I smiled. Because I knew I was beautiful, and I was going to start showing it again.
The kids, and I were in the kitchen when Ian got home from work. He did his normal routine of coming over to me to give me a kiss hello, but this time he stopped, and looked at me, I mean really looked at me. He got a big smile on his face, and said to me, "What's the special occasion? You look every nice today."
"Nothing, I just realized that I was tired of looking frumpy." I replied with a smile.
Ian leaned in to kiss me, and whispered in my ear, "You always look beautiful to me!"
I smiled, and excused myself, I went into the bathroom to cry. If he thinks I am beautiful why hasn't he approached me. Damn it, I am getting my husband back no matter what.
When I came out of the bathroom, Ian looked at me oddly he could tell I was crying, he came back over to me, and asked, "Is everything alright?"
I looked at him in the eye, and put my hand on his face with a smile. "It will be!" I replied. Then gave him a kiss.
After we put the kids to bed, he was in his office so I decided to go in to talk to him. I knocked on the door frame to get his attention, when he looked up from the computer I asked him, "May I come in so we can talk?"
Ian's eyebrows raised, and he stood up. "Of course, you can!" he replied, and then shut down the computer. I came into the room, sat across from him so I could look into to eyes while talking so he would know how sincere I was.
"Ian, I feel that we need to make some changes. I am so sorry that I have changed, and made it so you haven't been attracted to me." I told him with tears in my eyes.
Ian reached over the desk to grab my hand. "Claire, I love you more than the world itself. I am so sorry that I have pulled away from you. It has been a rough time for me lately" Ian told me, and I could see that his eyes had sorrow in them.
"I found the stories you like to read on line earlier today, is that what you want now to watch or be with two women, or have me play with your anus?" I asked him, and watched him blush from embarrassment.
Ian had a brief pause before responding, "It fascinates me to see, and read about those things." He paused again before adding, "I want to try different things with you, but I don't know how to approach you about it."
I was floored that he felt this way I thought we always had a relationship that we could talk to one another. "Ian, I would love to try new things also, but I want our relationship to be good together before we do anything else."
"Okay, what are you suggesting?" Ian asked me.
"I am not sure yet but I will look into some things to see what is available to help us." I replied to him. He kept looking at me with questions in his eyes.