This is a follow-up to my original story, "The Night I Shared my Wife." It's not necessary to read that one to understand this one. But you might want to in order to get background and explain the references I make to that night. Thank you very much to volunteer editors nickitaylor and whoredinarygirl for offering invaluable assistance.
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Jan 1, 2014, a new year. Michelle and I were sitting at our dining room table playing a dice game with her parents after cleaning up the dinner dishes. After Michelle's mom won the game by about 3,000 points, I asked them if they would excuse us for a few minutes. I had been anxious all day, waiting for a few minutes of freedom from our company to show Michelle the story that had just been published, so I asked her if she would read something on the internet with me. Although I didn't realize it at the time, that was the instant that changed our marriage, likely forever.
I was thrilled that after two rejections, my story about Michelle, my friend Alec and I having a night of sexual bliss in Kodiak, Alaska was finally published on Literotica on Dec 31st. Now that it was online, I wanted Michelle to read it. I hadn't shown it to her earlier, because I was pretty sure she would be too embarrassed to let me publish it. I was pretty nervous watching her read it. She didn't say anything, but from her facial expressions, it was pretty obvious I had been right. Her face got redder and redder, accompanied by a look of utter disbelief. When she finished it, she looked over at me, "Honey, I can't believe you did that!"
I knew she would be embarrassed, but I was worried about how angry she might be too. "Well, what did you think?"
"That was between us. Why would you put it out there for everyone to read? What if someone recognizes us?"
"Nobody is going to recognize us in that story baby, and it was just too much fun to keep to ourselves. It's the kind of story other people enjoy reading."
"What if Alec reads it? or someone from Sitkinak? Any of them would know it's us, even someone I worked with way back then. What about your brother or, for that matter, anyone from either of our families? I don't want them knowing about that night," she trailed off, blushing.
"Well," I responded, trying to reason with her, "if it was Alec or someone from Sitkinak, they already knew about it and would love reading about the details. As for any of our family, what are the odds? Probably about one in ten million?" Michelle was silent; I could see her mind working. Would she be angry? Would she forgive me if she was? She stood there for a whole minute. Towards the end she visibly relaxed, and met my eyes.
"Yes, I know you're right. We had a lot of fun and I have to admit, it does make a pretty good story." She paused before going on, "Your description of that night is just right. There's only one fairly significant mistake you made. But before we talk about that, you never told me my making love with Alec that morning had hurt you like that. Honey, I'm sorry, I never realized."
"It was a long time ago and I got over it. Looking back, that morning really turned me on and writing about it was so much fun. It was OK, just a little hard to watch at the time. Now, what mistake did I make? Everything in the story is like I remember it happening."
"Well, almost everything in the story is perfect, but you mentioned that our wedding night was my first time."
Whoa!
She had my attention now!
What the heck does she mean by that?
That was one comment I didn't expect! I certainly didn't know anything about any lovers she might have had before me and had never even imagined that that was a possibility. She was so sweet and actually kind of bashful all through high school. She wouldn't sleep with me until our wedding night and even then she was bashful and had to undress in the dark. But, I had to admit to myself there were several years between high school and the time we started going together. I asked her "OK, honey, do you want to tell me about it?"
"We need to wait until later after mom and dad go home. I'll fill you in on a couple details from when I was in college that I might not have mentioned before."
Wow, was I curious. I couldn't even begin to imagine what was going through her mind, what she was going to tell me. It was only about 4:30 PM and we didn't expect our company to go home until around 9:00 that night. I had at least five hours to stew on what Michelle was going to tell me. I was a nervous wreck the whole evening.
Finally, after we were snuggled in bed, she started, "This is going to be a little hard, so give me time to finish. Please don't interrupt me."
"As you know, I went to Washington State for four years. Well, while I was there, I went steady with a guy. His name was Mike. I was 18 when I met him at a party at one of my girlfriend's apartments. He was one of the hottest guys I had ever met, we talked quite a while, danced together and he kissed me. Now that I'm thinking about it, I remember it all so clearly. Mike led me to one of the bedrooms, kissed me harder, and began to remove my clothes. I'd had a little too much to drink and didn't want to stop him. He took my nipple in his mouth, laid me on the bed and we made love."
I was absolutely flabbergasted. We have been married over fifteen years now and this is the first inkling that I had of any affair before we met. I thought I was jealous of Alec that night in Kodiak. Now I find out Michelle had a lover I never knew about and she jumped in bed with him the first time they met! She and I went together nearly nine months before she slept with me, and that was our wedding night. I know I was away in the Coast Guard a lot of that time, but still... I was there with her a heck of a lot more than one night! It's not like I didn't try. What the heck did this guy have that I didn't?
