As I looked down at the frosted mug of beer in front of me I shook my head slowly. It has been six months since this all started and I just needed to have some time to reflect on all that has happened.
It all started on a Tuesday last April when John Meyer came into my office and asked me if I wanted to stop and have a beer with him after work. I said that I would and arranged to meet him at the bar across the street at five o'clock. I like John and enjoy having a drink with him from time to time but I usually get a little tired of listening to his stories about his sex life, but that night his sex life is exactly what I wanted to talk to him about.
John doesn't really tell stories. He just lets you know how often he has sex. By my calculations he and his wife still have sex at least five times a week after four years of marriage. I had difficulty believing him given that my wife Jan and I were down to twice a week at the end of our second year of marriage and now, after seven years of marriage seldom have sex more than once a week. The reason I wanted to talk to John about his sex life is that I recently read a survey in a magazine that indicated that many couples engage in sex two or more times a week even after ten years of marriage. This made me think that John may be telling the truth and that possibly Jan and I have a problem.
John was already sitting in the bar when I arrived. We talked about work for a while then went on to sports. Finally he mentioned the great time he and his wife Terry had in bed the night before. I took this opportunity to jump in with both feet. "John, how often do you and Terry have sex?"
John said, "Oh hell, we must get it on at least five or six times a week. I realize that's more often than most couples but we both enjoy sex very much and when you find an interest you have in common with your wife you should do it together as often as you can."
We both laughed at that, then I asked, "Do you think having sex only once a week would be unusual?"
"Of course it is. When I'm dead I expect to still have sex at least twice a week."
"Come on. I'm serious."
John looked at me and asked, "Is it that bad. Once a week? Do you think Jan is getting satisfaction elsewhere?"
"No! Jan's not cheating. It's just that sex has never been that important to her. Our sex has always been the same, starting with kissing then a little touchy feely then missionary position. I would love to do other things with her but Jan was brought up in a very strict catholic family and was taught that good girls don't do things like that."
"Jesus George! Have you ever talked to Jan about this?"
"No."
"Damn man, you have to do something or one of you will end up having an affair and there goes the perfect marriage."
"I guess your right but I don't know how to bring the subject up. If I bring it up and she refuses to discuss the subject I don't know how I would handle that."
"Okay George, here's an idea. Take home an X-rated video then before you turn the video on loosen Jan up with some wine and smoke some grass. That way you will both be very relaxed and you can talk about what you're seeing on the screen and suggest that you might like trying some of those things in bed. If she is slightly stoned she'll be more amenable to the idea and if she isn't she probably won't get to upset and you can try her again another time."
"I don't know. I'm not sure if that would work with her."
"You won't know if you don't try."
"Where would I get grass? I haven't smoked since college."
"George ole buddy, I will give you the grass to help you save your sex life. Any sacrifice for the cause."
I told John I would have to think about it some more, and then I changed the subject back to sports.
As I drove home I was thinking about Jan. We met during our junior year of college and fell in love immediately. Jan is a tall brunette, about five feet nine inches, with a slim waist and what I consider to be extremely beautiful breasts. Her dark brown eyes are very expressive. I can tell a lot about the way Jan is feeling or what she is thinking just by looking into her eyes. Aside from our slow moving sex life I think I love Jan as much now as I ever have. I certainly didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize our marriage or by the same token not do anything and have that cause problems for us. That evening I though a lot about what John had suggested.
When I got home Jan had dinner on the table and right after dinner Jan went next door to Sue Johnson's house. Sue and Dave Johnson have been living next to us for the last four years and have become our closest friends. Jan and Sue were working on a committee for a community wide yard sale and they were making signs to post around town. This gave me time to think more about my conversation with John. The idea appealed to me but I wasn't sure I could pull it off so I decided to wait till I felt the time was right and then I would act on John's idea. In the back of my mind I knew that I might very well wait too long.
The next day at work John stuck his head in my office and asked, "Did you think about my suggestion?"
I said, "Yes, but I haven't decided what I am going to do yet. I know this seems like an easy decision for you but I am having a great deal of difficulty trying to decide on the right course of action."
John smiled and said, "There is no pressure here. If you decided to try it let me know and I will get you some grass."
That evening after dinner Jan and I sat down to watch a movie on one of the movie channels. Jan was wearing a pair of shorts with wide legs that slid up her thigh when she put her foot up on the sofa and hugged her knee, which she often did. I was sitting across the room from her on my lounge chair and from where I was sitting I could look up the leg opening of her shorts and see the gusset of her panties. Jan often sat that way on the sofa and I often got this same view and it always aroused me a little but never as much as it was that night. As we watched the movie there was a scene where the two main characters were making love. In this scene the woman slid down the man's chest and began to give him a blowjob. This was an R rated movie so they didn't really show what was happening but you knew what was supposed to be happening in that scene. In the middle of the scene I looked over at Jan. Her eyes were glued to the TV so I looked down at here exposed panties again.
By the time the movie was over and we headed up to bed I was so horny I had to try and have sex with Jan just to keep my balls from exploding. To my surprise I had no problem getting Jan in the mood. A little kissing on the mouth and some sucking on her breasts and Jan was ready. I wanted so much to try to get her to give me a blowjob but I was afraid it would turn Jan off and ruin the mood. That night I had one of the best climaxes I've had in a long time. As I lay in bed afterward I decided that I was going to follow John's suggestion Friday night.
The next morning I passed John in the hall on my way to a meeting. As we passed I said, "I am going to try it tomorrow night, can you help me out?"
John smiled and said, "No problem.
For the rest of the day I had difficulty concentrating on my work. One minute I was sure my plans for Friday night were the right thing to do, and then later I would think the whole idea was stupid and I should forget about it.
That evening I didn't know how to behave around Jan. I guess I became a little paranoid. I kept thinking she knows I am up to something and any minute now she is going to ask me straight out, "What are you up to?" That night as I lay in bed unable to sleep I decided to let John's actions decide what I was going to do. If John remembers to bring me the grass without me saying anything to him, then I will go through with the plan. If John doesn't bring the grass I won't say a word and that will be the end of, it at least for a while.
Friday morning I passed John in the office hallways three or four times and we never spoke a word. By lunchtime I guessed that he forgot to bring the grass. I felt relieved. That took a lot of pressure off me but I was also disappointed because I knew that the things I was fantasizing about this weekend would not happen now.
I didn't see John again until about three o'clock that afternoon. I was on the phone in my office when he walked in and put an envelope in my brief case, smiled and said, "Good Luck" then he turned and left.
I quickly closed my briefcase and continued my phone conversation. By the time five o'clock rolled around I was quite excited and very nervous. Now I had to go to the video store and rent an X-rated video. Now I am not naive. I have seen X-rated movies and videos before but I had never rented one myself and had never watched one with my wife. When I walked into the back room of the video store where they keep the porno movies the sheer volume of movies overwhelmed me. I had no idea of how to go about deciding on what movie to get so I chose one based on the pictures on the covers. I spotted a video box with a picture of a young couple holding hands in a park then on the back were shots of them having sex in several different positions including oral sex. I decide that looked like what I wanted. After I checked the movie out of the rental center I went to the liquor store and got two bottles of Jan's favorite wine.
When I got home I parked the car in the garage and entered the kitchen. I didn't see Jan as I walked in so I turned toward the family room to hide the video in the drawer of the entertainment center. Before I could take another step Jan appeared behind me and said "Oh good, you rented a movie for tonight. What did you get?" She grabbed the bag from the video store out of my hand before I could respond. I was frozen. I tried to tell her not to look at the video but I couldn't get the words out in time. Jan pulled the cassette out of the bag and looked at the pictures on the box then she looked at me with an amused expression on her face. I didn't know what to expect. She stared at me from what seemed to be a full minute then she started laughing.
She said, "What's this? You brought home a porno movie? What are you planning to do with this?"
There was no anger in her words, only amusement.
I was totally committed now. "I thought we might try something a little different to jazz up our sex life."
Jan laughed and said, "I didn't think we needed any jazz in our sex life. Well, we are not watching that tonight."
