Authors Notes and Disclaimer:
This is my one of my latest stories. This particular story does not have a lot of sex in it. I've concentrated on character development.
There are many negative comments on stories in the "Loving Wives" category. Other authors have told me posting in this category is not for the faint of heart. So be it. However, if you read this story, you should remember it is FICTION.
I do not condone unsafe sex. ALWAYS be careful in real life. You could die from a bad choice.
As a reader, you should realize that there might be themes you do not agree with. I strongly urge you not to read further if you have strong feelings regarding fetishes, cheating, or wives/husbands defining their relationships in non-traditional manners. If you have comments regarding the technical writing, I'd love to hear from you, otherwise, remember - it is just a story.
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Friday afternoon has always been a gift to me. The work week would be over soon and I could look forward to a weekend with my wife Pam, the kids and friends. I was really looking forward to tonight, because my best buddy, Jack was coming over for dinner. The plan was to hang out with Pam and me for the evening. It's what we've been doing for more than fifteen years. We would probably have a few beers, watch a movie and then Jack would fuck my Pam.
That would be the elephant in the room all evening because that last part is new. Pam and Jack had been having an affair for approx 3 months, but tonight would be the very first time that I would be under the same roof when they did the deed.
An affair might not be the right word for their relationship. After all, I knew about them going all the way right from the start. In fact, to some extent, I had helped and encouraged them to take the next steps. We hide nothing between the three of us. We all know what's been going on, although most of the time we don't outright acknowledge anything.
Pam and I have of course talked about it in-depth. She would never have taken it to the next level without making sure I was all right with everything. For years, Jack and Pam have hugged, kissed and even cuddled on the couch while watching movies or whatever. They like each other and all of that kind of behaviour was pretty normal around the three of us.
Jack is my best friend and for that matter, he's been very close to Pam over the years. I knew they really liked each other and I watched their relationship grow over that time to more than just a husband's buddy and a wife. They became close friends with each other in their own right. Obviously, their friendship has deepened into something else entirely in the last 3 months.
It's not as if they're meeting every afternoon and going to a seedy motel to boff their brains out. In fact, over the last two months, they've only done the deed twice. Those first two meetings deserve their own stories, which I'll eventually document for my readers at some future time. I'm telling this story first because it had the biggest impact on me personally. I hope you'll understand why after you've read the details.
In real life, there are a million mundane logistics revolving around life, work, kids and partners. All of which limited opportunities for lovers to meet. There are also very important planning items, like birth control that need to be resolved before entering into a physical relationship. The first time for Pam and Jack was spontaneous, which lead to a couple of weeks of us being nervous until Pam had her period. Pam has never liked condoms and Jack is an old and dear friend, so it's not about STDs. I, however, have had a vasectomy and Jack has not, so pregnancy is a very real concern. Although the second time for Pam and Jack was also without protection, Pam was adamant that future trysts would require some sort of birth control other than pure chance. So, time went by without much opportunity for them to explore their newfound intimacy until tonight.
The mundane details that needed doing were now complete. Pam had seen the doctor and asked for a diaphragm. Although the Doc's eyebrows rose slightly, (he is our family doctor and knows I have had a vasectomy) he gave her an exam and fitted her for the right size. He wrote out a prescription, which Pam had filled at a nearby women's clinic. Apparently, there is a mandatory one-hour course on how to use the diaphragm, which included how to use the spermicide that is required with the diaphragm and how to insert it correctly.
Diaphragms are basically a circular rubber cup with a rubber covered outer spring ring around the edge. You hold the outer ring between your thumb and middle finger and squeeze the ring until the sides almost meet. The diaphragm now looks like an elongated rubber trough. One end is inserted into the vagina and pushed down towards the tailbone. The other end is then pushed up behind the pubic bone. The inside of the cup is, of course, filled with spermicide and additional spermicide is then injected into the vagina below the diaphragm. If inserted correctly, the diaphragm covers the entire opening to the uterus.
Pam brought it home a few days ago. We both went over the course material and practised together to make sure she knew how to insert it correctly. Once in, it has to be left in place for a minimum of six hours after having sex. If you have more than one round of intercourse, spermicide jelly has to be added to the vagina before the next round of intercourse. The best positions to insert a diaphragm is to lie down, squat, or stand with one leg propped up. Pam and I found that having her lying down was the best position for her, especially if I helped to insert it. I must say for reasons we don't fully understand, we both found the process highly erotic.
You might think it's weird to find that inserting a diaphragm could be suggestively kinky or exciting. On the other hand, when you really think about it, you'll agree that it certainly could stimulating in certain circumstances. I know it certainly did for me. I mean, Pam and I didn't have any requirement for birth control, yet here we were consciously inserting what has to be one of the most deliberate methods of birth control used by couples. It brings the knowledge of what Pam was going to use it for front and centre to both our minds. There is no ignoring the fact that your wife is about to have sex with another man when you're inserting her diaphragm for her, especially when it's not required for making love between the two of you. I asked Pam and she agreed that unless I wasn't able to be with her, it was going to be something that I could help her with.
I should describe Pam and Jack a bit. Pam is in her mid-thirties, blonde with blue eyes, 38C and a curvy 5 ft tall. She is a very classy woman. She always dresses to impress. Even her casual clothes are meticulously chosen so that she can present her best front to the world. She is smart, articulate and does not use foul language - ever! We've been married over fifteen years. She is the love of my life in every way and my very best friend. If it's possible, I love her more with the passing of every day. On most days, she won't use make-up. However, her hair and nails are always done. When she does do make-up, it's subtle and enhances her natural beauty.
