My Wife Is a Fuc Buddy

My wife shouted at me "You are fucking, low life, shagging bastard" and threw a pottery ornament at me. It hit me and blood coursed out of a cut.

The blood caused her anger to subside. That ornament cost me £1,000 and was now worthless.

She continued "You can sleep on the sofa from now on, you lousy scheming cunt. This marriage is over, you fuck up."

My wife rarely swore but she had good cause to be angry. You see I had just confessed that I had been unfaithful to her.

I tended my cut forehead and took Rex out for his evening walk. I came home and then slept on the sofa. I heard my wife crying herself to sleep. Our unhappiness seemed to affect Rex. He looked really sad.

RELATE

Luckily the marriage didn't end straight away. He called upon with the help of Relate, who used to be called The Marriage Guidance Counsel.

In the first session the Relate counsellor asked us about the background "presenting problems". He then asked "Why did you decide to stay together?"

Eve said "It's because of our dog, Rex. He's like a child to us. But he's old and wouldn't be able to adjust to moving elsewhere. I couldn't look after Rex and he loves Paul. No one is going to house a sex fiend with an old dog. Rex needed Paul to have his walkies."

I was flabbergasted. My wife only allowed me to stay in the house as an unpaid dog-sitter.

The counsellor asked Eve "Is that all?"

Eve said "I suppose that deep down I didn't want our marriage to end. I suppose I wanted Paul, despite his adultery."

The counsellor said to me "Paul, do you hear that? Your wife is committed to the marriage? We can build on that bedrock. Now tell us all about your affair."

THE DOGGING SESSIONS

I had to go through all the whole sorry episodes that led to my adultery.

I had to tell the Relate counsellor how I had chanced upon a dogging site, while actually walking Rex. I explained that I wanted to look away but couldn't. The sight of people having sex was just too fascinating.

I felt ashamed that I was a voyeur. I couldn't even tell Eve that I had seen people having sex. This secrecy added to my sense of shame. I explained how this felt like I was in a pressure cooker. I wanted to confess but couldn't. I wanted to stop dogging but lacked the willpower.

I explained that I tried to walk Rex along the prom instead. That worked for about 2 weeks. But then curiosity got the better of me. I thought "just the once". I soon became a regular attender. I even went to the dogging site when the rain dashed down and no sane person would be wanting sex outdoors.

Anyway I got more adventurous. I started to join the men (and a woman) who watched and wanked themselves. I got hooked on watching and wanking. I played with my cock. I didn't actually manage to get fully erect or to orgasm.

Once a man and woman played tease. She played with his cock and we expected her to give him a blowjob at the very least. Even though it was a disappointment it was part of the thrill of dogging. Doggers never know what they will see, if anything.

If the men had big cocks so much the better.

I loved seeing one woman in particular. She had big jugs which swayed most erotically when she was having sex. But if she was taken from behind it was absolutely the pinnacle of eroticism. One of the men had a 10 incher, which made it like the Everest of dogging experiences.

When I saw her being done doggy by the man with the big dong I had a stiff erection and managed to have an orgasm.

I could only have full penetrative sex if I thought of Elsie. I preferred wanking than having sex with Eve. Marital sex became a chore. Eve is petite while Elsie has massive mammaries.

Next day in bed with Eve beside me I recalled the scene. I got a hard on. I wanked while Eve slept. That became a habit I couldn't break. My imagination was better than the reality. But I needed to watch people fuck. Then I could imagine it but my imagination made it a lot sexier.

I STRAY

I knew that I had become obsessed with dogging. One night Elsie and her husband invited me to their home. I knew that I should decline their invite. If it hadn't been with Elsie I probably would have declined. But this was the chance to actually fuck my dream woman. And also to see Elsie's husband fuck her.

I said "Yes" straight away but added "but I can't stay the night."

WHY I CONFESSED

Anyway, long story short, I did get to see Elsie's husband fuck her and then I mounted Elsie. It was even better fucking her than I hoped. It was the best sex I ever had. Then came the biggest shock of my life.

The husband said "We have recorded you fucking Elsie. If you don't pay us £2,000 we will show it to your wife and some other interested people, like your boss."

I felt sick. I had to play for time. I didn't want to involve the police because the blackmailers might send copies of the incriminating video to Eve and my boss. But I wasn't going to pay them £2,000 either. I knew enough about these matters to know that this would be for starters. I would become a cash cow for the rest of my life.

I decided that I had no alternative but to involve the police. The police appointed an office to handle the blackmail. She advised me that it might be better to come clean because that would be less damaging to my marriage and my career. It seemed sensible.

My police handler said that I might like to tell my boss that I was being blackmailed. If I told her first then it would be easier to tell my wife.

I told my boss that it wasn't anything financial. I asked her to contact my police handler if the blackmailers contacted her. She agreed. But she had a good idea that I had been caught having an adulterous affair. I felt tense as I told her. Then I felt a tremendous relief that I had a friend on my side.

Then came the hard part. I had to confess to Eve. I wrote the sequence of events down and I practised the speech that would accompany them. I had my speech off to a tee. But that confidence flew out of the window when I had to tell Eve.

As you know Eve reacted with the foul language, the throwing of the ornament and my expulsion from the marital bed. On a psychological level however the guilt meant that I had the dreaded ED or erectile dysfunction.

THE POLICE RETRIEVE THE SEX TAPE

Once I had confessed the police obtained a search warrant to search their house. They found various video tapes, including the one with me fucking Elsie. She told the police that all the men involved knew that they were being recorded. She claimed that I must have had second thoughts and panicked and made up a fairy story. They agreed to surrender all the tapes.

The police never managed to find out who the other men were. They checked the couple's bank accounts, but that showed no strange incoming amounts. The police assumed that they had blackmailed other men and had been paid in cash.

But they didn't have a case sufficiently strong to pass the 51 - 49 test that the Crown Prosecution Service would want.

My police handler told me that it would keep the case open in case someone came forward. He said that it was unlikely that they had any copies. If they had made them he suspected they would bin them. He said that I should not worry about them sending a video or a letter to anyone.

It would be an admission that they were blackmailers.

I told Eve the good news. She was still pissed with me and didn't share my relief.

EVE AND I RECONCILE

Even with the help of a Relate professional, this was hard for Eve to accept. She took a few counselling sessions alone. It was touch and go whether our marriage would survive. After 3 months Eve had come to begun to come to terms with all these revelations. Sometimes we shared a bed. Occasionally we had sex.

Then we agreed that we should resume normal marital relations. I agreed to get Viagra so I could get and sustain an erection. Eve agreed to treat me to erotic foreplay. Eve didn't just do this because it was necessary to make the Viagra effective. She did it as a part of our lovemaking because we were making love.

A YEAR LATER

Rose and I continued to make Viagra-aided love. But she was now dominant. I needed her to wait until the Viagra took effect and my prick got hard. I then needed her to lick and suck my cock. Only then did I get a sustainable and strong erection. I was no different from 5% of men who have erection difficulties. I was glad that I wasn't in the 1% of men who can't get a good enough erection to satisfy their partner, even with the help of this "wonder drug".

Eve developed sexually and wanted to try some new sex positions. I feared that my cock may flounder and preferred the 2 most favoured positions - the missionary and the doggy.

Eve also developed as a person. She became less focused on her work and more on going out to social events. We attended pub quizzes and went to the pictures and to plays in our local theatre. She met Liz who became her best friend. Liz was single and sexy. She had lots of boyfriends. I got on well with Liz.

THE FIRST AWAY DAY

It came as no surprise when Liz and Eve told me that they were going to a feminist "women only" event in Southampton. They would stay on and have drinks so they wouldn't take the car. They would get the last train back and get a taxi. I offered to meet them at the railway station. Eve thanked me kindly.

While they were in Southampton I wondered if Eve had become Liz's lesbian lover. I watched some awful film on television. I took Rex for his evening walk. I fancied a beer but couldn't have one because I was driving. Besides I might be tempted to have more than one beer.

Time dragged slowly. I checked the Train tracker and it informed me that the train was due in on time. I took Rex for another walk. The poor dog didn't like having a second walk. I ended up carrying him back.

I drove to the station where the Information board informed me that the train was delayed by 10 minutes. When it arrived out fell 2 extremely drunk ladies. They were exceedingly affectionate and I thought "Eve has definitely become a lesbian".

ONE MORE FOR THE ROAD

I took Liz to her house, where she insisted on us having a nightcap. I had a non-alcoholic drink while the girls drank a last vodka and coke. They finished their drink, Eve went to the loo and then they embraced each other.

I took Eve home where she slept the sleep of the very drunk. I put a plastic bowl by her side of the bed in case she vomited. But luckily she didn't.

I didn't know it at the time but Eve had met a man. My wife would become this man's fuck buddy.

MY LESBIAN FANTASY

All I knew was that Liz and Eve had enjoyed their time away in Southampton. I thought that the 2 women may have kissed and cuddled.

Eve was in deep sleep I imagined the 2 ladies getting it on. Liz kissed Eve and then put her fingers into my wife's mouth. Eve sucked on Liz's fingers. Eve melted as Liz's hand slid down to her breasts. My wife cupped Liz's larger breasts.

Eve then got naked and Liz admired my wife's shaved pussy. Then Liz started playing with the outside of Eve's cunt. Liz was driving Eve insane with lust. Then Liz slid two fingers inside my wife. Eve gasped and her head fell back. Liz made my wife moan as she worked her fingers in and out of Eve.

Eve pleaded with Liz to give her a clitoral orgasm. Liz got down and licked Eve to a full and satisfying orgasm.

Then Liz kissed my wife passionately.

WANKING

My fantasy had given me a hard dick. It was so satisfying that I hadn't needed Viagra to get erect. It was hard enough that I could have fucked a woman. Instead I jerked myself off.

THE NEXT DAY

She woke up with a dreadful hangover and I gave her lots of water and a glass of orange juice to prevent dehydration. She took a slice of toast and a pain reliever.

She went to the loo and I thought that she was going to spew her guts. But she just voided her bladder and then she went back to bed.

Later she woke up and phoned Liz. They chatted for ages. I didn't know that they were mainly discussing the man that they had met. I was blissfully unaware that the 3 of them had agreed to meet in Southampton again when he was next in town.

I went about my daily routine, I took Rex's for his walks. I met a male acquaintance who also has a dog. We sometimes see each other in the local pub. He asked about Eve. I told him about her drunken escapade.

Eve wasn't at her best that night, She told me not to bother with the Viagra. She apologised that she wasn't in the mood. We kissed and cuddled. I didn't know that my wife had every intention of becoming his mistress.

To be continued