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Herb was standing with a group of his neighbors at a backyard party when his friend Chris joined them. The group finally broke up and the men moved on to talk with others. Chris stayed with Herb. "Herb, I really admire you."
Herb replied, "I know I have a lot of admirable qualities, but which one impresses you most?" Herb was smiling.
"I just found out that you and Melissa have an open marriage. Man, I would not have the guts to even bring up the subject to Jane, much less actually have sex with someone I'm not married to."
"Melissa and I have an open marriage? Where did you hear that nonsense?"
"From Melissa of course. You think I would believe any other source?"
Herb's face flushed as his blood pressure went up. "Tell me details."
"I saw Melissa by herself in by the fireplace. She looked sad, so I asked her if anything was the matter. I guess she had too much to drink because she just came out and said, 'I'm sad because my latest boyfriend broke up with me.'
"I asked, 'Boyfriend, what boyfriend? You're still married, aren't you?"
"'Of course, you don't think I would have a boyfriend without Herb's approval, would you? We have an open marriage. We just don't advertise it for appearance's sake. Don't worry about Herb. Hell, he's had a couple of girlfriends already too. I was hoping to find someone new here tonight to hook up with. Don't worry. I know Jane wouldn't let you even if you were interested. I've got to go. Nice to talk to you, Chris'.
"She walked away, and I stood there stunned. That's why I came to you. I was hoping you could give me some pointers on how to bring up the subject to my wife."
Herb had a hair trigger. He was pissed, so pissed he had to get away from Chris to keep from screaming at him or causing physical harm to someone, i.e., his wife. He decided to go looking for her. Melissa was surrounded by a group of men. She was standing close to Jerry, our newest neighbor. There was a lot of joking and laughing and touching being exchanged among all of them, but Jerry especially. Herb knew she would call what she was doing as innocent flirting. Herb called it foreplay. He turned around and went out to their car and drove home. Within 30 minutes he had packed, thrown his wedding album into a roaring fireplace, and left his wedding ring on the kitchen table.
His cell phone started ringing as he headed out away from the house. It was Melissa. When he didn't answer, it went to voice mail. "Herb, where the hell are you? Someone said you left in a huff. Is there something wrong with your parents? Call me back ASAP."
Herb was contemplating how to respond when the Fourth and Vine Street intersection was coming up. It was a corner known for hookers plying their trade. He stopped. One scantily glad woman came over to his car. "Want to party, big guy?"
"Yeah, how much?"
"You a cop?"
"No, are you a nun?"
"Hey, I got to make sure. To answer your question, it depends on what you want and how long you want it to last."
"I think I just want a blowjob to calm me down."
"My specialty. $50."
"Get in." She got in and asked if he knew where to go. He didn't. She directed him to a narrow alley nearby.
Once there, he handed her $50. Soon his dick was out, and her mouth was going to work. It was obvious from the beginning she was wanting to get over as soon as possible. Suddenly, he became worried about leaving a mess in the car. "Do you swallow?"
"$25 bucks more."
"Deal." In less than five minutes, the deed was done.
"Thanks. I needed that."
"Any time. You know where my office is."
Herb took her back to the corner and gave her the extra money.
He took the next call from his furious wife. "Where are you? You just can't leave me at the party without me knowing what's going on. Are you okay?"
"Oh, I feel fine. You see, I just exercised my option in our 'open' marriage. The young lady had a very talented mouth."
"Open marriage? What are you talking about? We don't have an open marriage."