The Menopause

Please move on if grammer, punctation mistakes anoy you.

I write for my pleasure and hope it pleases someone else as well.

A finial plea, it's a story, it's not real life, just go with the flow of it.

The Menopause.

My boss is a creten, just because I only live 25 miles from the complex where the conference centre is he thinks I'm just going to travel to and from each day, he has another think coming.

Why the hell am I going to get up at some ungodly hour to set up the stand each morning, then do my days work, on the stand peddling his crappy goods, then spend time cleaning it up and repeat it for the next 5 days?

No, I took the room that was going to be his, but he found that it might be better to go on holiday than stand on the floor with me working.

I wish I was the boss.

So Sunday afternoon has me booking into the hotel attached to the venue, booked a table for dinner and went and took my time setting up.

I'd been there working on my own, plenty of others working on their stands as well but everyone was busy so no real chat going on.

"Excuse me are you Jim?" I looked up at where the voice came from, I saw a girl of about, oh I hate guessing women's ages, let's say somewhere between 20 and 35.

I know that's a big gap, but as I said I hate guessing.

She looked.... like a woman that age who had little makeup on and was dressed in sloppy jeans and a hoodie that seems to be the rage these days.

I said I was and how could I help her, she told me she was the hire for the week and that she would get paid if she helped set up today.

Her name was Amy.

I must admit that she made an effort to help me get it done, we chatted as we worked and with her help it was complete without a lot of effort.

I asked if she was local or?......

It turned out she was staying next door as well, she had travelled from Winchester the agency had sorted her out.

I was surprised when she asked if I could tell her about the company so she had some idea what she was pushing in the week.

I invited her to dinner which she jumped at, but then had to ask if it was on the company or..... she explained that she only had a small amount to spend on food each day.

We had a nice dinner and chat, I gave her a pamphlet that put in black and white the details of our charging system.

We made or had made for us charging stations, plugs (USB type things) oh well all sorts of chargers.

We went to bed, no..... in our own rooms, get your head out.

Breakfast was early and a quick trip back to the room and I was on the stand when Amy walked onto it.

If I was only 20 years younger, alright 25, I saw why they had hired her.

She looked nothing like the woman from yesterday, she was dressed to draw the crowd in, short skirt, low cut top, but not anything that pushed the boundaries as far as other women might think.

Oh let's be honest, other women also knew what was what, Amy was dressed for the men and women who liked women, Amy's makeup was perfect from my perspective, but I'm not an expert, her shoes had heels, 3 or maybe 4 inches high, I didn't want to look for too long she might get the wrong idea.

I loved my wife, I window shop now and again like most men, but I wouldn't consider cheating on her, even now.

I say that only because I haven't had sex for 2 years, only with my hand and only a few times at that, you see.

Dee my wife of oh so many years has been hit by the dreaded menopause, I say she's been hit but I've been hit as hard if not harder by it.

It started with her not being so..... not putting it delicately, wet, she started to need help, it was uncomfortable and even painful to her and we tried oils, lubricants of one sort or another, even went to the doctor.

That was a visit that stunned me, she told us it wasn't unheard of for some, rare but it happened, that women in their 20s had it happen to them, it was left that it, her sex drive might, "might" come back, but don't bank on it was the thing I took away with me.

It slowly got worse, eventually she sat with me one night and just came out with it.

"I don't want sex anymore."

She cried and we hugged, and, well I haven't had sex since.

I thought it might last for a year, but oh yes we are into our third year soon.

In every other aspect Dee hasn't changed, still the loving wife, cooks, cleans, we share, honesty we do, we go out to parties and the theatre as a couple and I for one am still in love with her and she's with me.

Apart from that one thing.

So, I love my wife and I won't cheat.

The week went on in a dull fashion, I treated Amy to dinner each night, I could put it on my expenses.

We shared a glass of wine and then I would go up to my room and phone home, what Amy did was up to her.

The Thursday evening we were sat in the back of the restaurant, Amy laughed and as I looked at her wondering why, she just said that it was Chloe, she was going to get laid tonight by the look of it.

I glanced at where Amy was looking, and I saw a woman dressed to kill, it was all legs and a lot of breast on show, everyone had had a look at her, male especially but lots of the women as well.

"How do you know her?" I asked Amy.

"Oh from in the bar after you have gone up.

She's been gagging for it if you know what I mean."

Oh, I knew what she meant.

I composed a text.

"Go to room 101, make any excuse you want but go before you leave with him."

I sent it and watched as she glanced at it but didn't read it.

I called a waitress over and putting a 10 pound note on the table asked her to give a message to Chloe, but not to say who it came from.

I watched as she walked around the table and leaned into Chloe's head. I saw Chloe look around but was sure she wouldn't see me, watched as she picked up her phone and read my message, said something to the man she was with and got up and left, I followed.

I should explain that I had watched Chloe grow up, she lived next door to me for most of her life, just her and her mother Linda.

I, we had been to her wedding what, 6 months ago?

What the hell was she playing at, I bet David wasn't looking around to get laid, I knew he was out in the Middle East working his butt off, for her, he must be due back in the next month or so.

Chloe was red in the face and as I said my peace and she broke down crying, it was only going to be sex, it wouldn't mean anything, just sex.

I think this is where I might have made a mistake.

"If it's only sex, take your clothes off, I haven't had sex for over 2 years so let's have sex."

It was all no I couldn't, not with you.

I said if it was only sexy then it wouldn't matter who it was with, explained that she was already having an affair, it would always be more than "just sex" if she went through with it.

We talked and talked, I had no intention of having sex with her, but she didn't know that.

I loved my wife.

We ordered coffee in the room and after more than an hour she went back to her room and I phoned home.

I didn't say anything about her and what she was thinking of doing, being young and horny a lot of the time, people make mistakes.

I know what being horny a lot of the time can do to you.

Friday morning Amy was as bright as normal, and when I said she could go an hour early she kissed my cheek and asked why I hadn't tried it on with her.

When I explained that I loved my wife and sex wasn't just sex to me, there had to be love in there as well Amy kissed me on the lips and said my wife was a very lucky woman and went home.

Work, life and the world went around, I never said anything more about that night, Chloe would wave to me when she was visiting her mother, at first it was just a little shy wave but it turned into big gestures, and even bigger smiles when Dave came home.

I smiled and waved back, happy in myself for maybe saving a marriage.

Towards the end of October Dee said we were going to go to the gym fireworks night, would I mind if we took Linda with us?

I made a joke of how good was indoor fireworks going to be, being told it was going to be at the golf club.

That told me.

We went and I did my bit of "ohs and ahs's " in the right places and the buffet was a good one, being November and outside for the fireworks nobody was dressed up smartly, I danced with both Dee and Linda, making sure not to let Linda feel my state of arousal, I couldn't help it, 3 years is a long time without, Dee just rested her head on my shoulder when she felt it saying sorry.

But it was me that was sorry for myself but for putting Dee in that situation, I pushed her away so I wasn't rubbing her.

When we went home, still in a good mood for all of us it appeared, we went to Linda's for coffee.

We chatted about nothing as friends do, Dee and Linda were in some sort of conversation that I was no part of.

"Jim, I'm just going to pop home to get the book that I promised Linda, be back in a minute." I thought nothing of it.

"I'll get the one I promised you at the same time." Linda told Dee.

Dee went out the front door and Linda went upstairs.

I sat listening to the music that was playing in the background.

My phone beeped, a text.

"Go and see what Linda has for you, I'm having trouble finding the book."

I called up the stairs. "Is everything alright? Do you need a hand?"

"Please Jim."

I went up and found Linda in her bedroom, naked, not a stitch on, the only thing she had was a necklace that hung between her breasts, it was in the shape of a cock, gold and 4 inches long.

It took me by surprise.

"I can't Linda." Was as far as I got.

"Don't you dare say that Jim," said my wife's voice from the phone on the bed.

"I need you to do what you need with Linda, she needs you to do what she needs you to do to her as well, I've locked the door and I'll see you in the morning, now go and do whatever you need to do." The line went dead.

"Please Jim, just have sex with me, it's been a long time for both of us."

Linda moved to me, I watched those breasts sway as she walked.

I helped her undress me, I was as solid as a man can be.

"No love Jim, just get inside me and do what we both know we want."

Linda walked backwards and laid on her back.

I followed her and I don't remember doing it but I was in her thrusting, as deep as I could within seconds, Linda's legs were locked together behind my back and she was thrusting up at me at the same time.

I'm fairly sure it might have been one of the shortest fucks I've ever had, it was one of the most beautiful, amazing and powerful moments I can remember.

I became aware of how I was laying on top of Linda, I wasn't taking any of my weight from her, as I went to get off of her, being the gentleman that I am.

"No, roll with me." Linda rolled the pair of us so I was on my back, I had softened, but I was still hard enough not to have fallen out of her.

I felt her muscles gripping me, and I hardened again.

Linda sat up repositioning herself and started to move her hips.

She took my hands and put them on her breasts.

"Don't be shy Jim, you can do whatever you like with me.

Do you like my tits? They aren't so firm as Dee's, but they are bigger and they are here for you whenever you want them,"

She went quiet.

"You will want me again?... won't you?" I heard her concern in the question.

I couldn't think straight at that moment, I had 3 years to relive.

Very little was said after that, we sucked, licked, kissed, biting and touched each other.

I did make sure that Linda had her climax before I had my own this time.

We lay together as our breathing calmed down, she wouldn't let go of some part of me, hand, arm or cock.

As I went to get out of the bed, to use the bathroom.

Linda came with me.

"I might only have this night and I don't want you sneaking off home before I've had and given you everything I can." She said looking sad.

"Okay, I'm yours until I leave, but I do need to talk with Dee."

Linda washed me and herself with a warm flannel, dried us off and we went back to bed.

We spent the rest of the night finding out what we had been missing, what we liked or disliked and much to my surprise nearly everything we agreed on.

Skat play, she had to explain that to me, I saw the relief in her face when I said not in a million years and pegging was definitely not on my dance card either.

Oral giving and receiving was a big part of the night, and we did change from just hard fucking at the beginning to more loving as it got lighter.

I'm not a teenager anymore, unfortunately, I would love to say I came and came in her, on her and it was running down her legs from the amount I pumped into her, but I'm just a man.

I was surprised, and a little bit proud, that I came 3 times in the night,

the last time in her mouth and she made a show of swallowing it.

We dozed as it got lighter, but November in the UK it wasn't that early.

We showered together and got dressed in last night's clothes, well I had no choice, Linda in just jeans and a jumper.

I was only half surprised when Linda came with me to see Dee.

Dee was up and dressed with the makings of breakfast ready to cook when we walked in the back door.

I'm not sure what I was expecting, but them hugging and both crying definitely wasn't in my imagination.

"Go and get into some clean clothes." Dee told me.

When I came back they were both talking, ten to the dozen while they cooked.

I sat where I was told to, between them as it turned out.

I was told breakfast then talk. So that's what we did.

"Do you forgive me?" Dee asked.

"It's a yes or no answer."

I said yes and went to say we needed to talk on our own but was cut off.

"It's settled, Linda loved what you did with her last night and you didn't have a problem with her did you," it wasn't a question.

"So this week you will spend in Linda's bed each night, during the day we go about our normal lives and routines, but next week you will sleep in my bed unless either Linda asks or you ask if it's alright to go for a sleepover, I don't want any creeping around, especially no going behind my back. I don't want to know what you do or don't do with each other, just that you're both happy."

Stunned, you could knock me over with a feather.

"And I don't want to find out that you're fucking some other pussy, Linda will hold your cock as I cut it off, is that clear." I wasn't expecting Linda to have any say in this, but it was clear from that little outburst that they were in this together.

Dee and I did have a one to one conversation and I still have difficulty in accepting that she would do this for me, but well I'm getting sex, and it is really only sex at the end of the day.

That first week we were like rabbits, it had been a long time for both of us, Linda had had boyfriends, but she said none that got a third night with her.

She had a selection of toys and a wardrobe of sexy clothes, her husband had a kink that he loved her to dress up for him, some of it she couldn't get into any more.

I was thankful for that, her bust had grown and they didn't fit up there now, I'm not religious, but I still thank god for the size of them now.

As I said that first week we didn't get a lot of sleep.

Someone at work commented that I was looking like I needed a good night's sleep, I just smiled.

A new life for me, but only in the night time, it seemed to work for the 3 of us, Linda made more calls for me to go over than I did, I still love my wife, more so, if she would...... we'll it wasn't going to happen.

Winter came and went, spring was in full bloom, the bulbs were out in flower and I had and was to some extent sex on tap.

Linda for me and me for her.

Dee and I were talking about holidays, where and when, you know the sort of thing, looking online and if it was hot, but not boiling hot, the sea was nearby, and there were some good restaurants near I was happy.

Dee booked us a hotel, just a small one in Crete at the start of the summer, beginning of June.

I'm going to sound really stupid here, but I hadn't given a thought about Linda in this, I assumed that she was going to go somewhere.

When the taxi was on our driveway Dee told me to go and get Linda's case.

As I said, stupid.

We had, Dee had booked it, 3 seats together on the plane me in the middle, and a double bedded room and a single at the hotel, Dee took the single.

I was told that afternoon on arrival that Linda would be my wife and Dee would be our friend for the 14 nights we were here.

And that's what we did, nobody took any notice, Linda and I were just the couple with a friend along with them.

The sun has always made me more horny, Dee knew this from past holidays and hadn't told Linda about this side of me.

What's the old expression? Morning, Noon and Night. And sometimes in the night.

Dee was laughing at Linda when I came back with drinks mid afternoon after a nooner with Linda.

"Maybe it's that he wore me out with so much so often," Dee was saying to Linda. "Are you complaining? Or just boasting?"

"Jim dear, oil my back and do Dee while you're there, and then you might have to find that other oil we have."

I looked at them both giggling.

"Yes dear, I'll put the oil on first out here and then finish my beer and then you had better get back to the room."

I think I saw smiles from some of the other people around the pool as we went back to the room.

It was a good holiday, Dee even got chatted up by a younger man one night, he was sure he was on to a winner, but his bubble burst when Dee said that as my number 2 wife, she couldn't fit him in.

Linda nearly drowned when Dee said this while we were sitting with a large group of people in a bar, she had just taken a mouthfull of wine.

I got a range of looks that ranged from "Oh lucky you" right through to "You disgusting man."

For the first time in nearly 4 years Dee ran her hand over my bulge, it jumped, she smiled and got up saying we had to go now, we walked out with me in the middle and back to our room.

Linda looked at Dee. "Do you want him tonight?"

"I want him every night, every night. But I can't."

As the tears started I hugged her close.

I stayed there until dawn just kissing and holding her.

I went back to Linda where she made love to me with her mouth, I had had a lot of oral sex over the years, but Linda made it last and last.

Dee was fine at breakfast and for the rest of the holidays.

On our return, it all went back to normal, as normal as it could be, Christmas was coming and we were planning what we were going to do, eat, drink, who we had to see, etc. etc.

"I have an idea that I have been thinking about.

Are we all happy with this set up?" Dee asked.

Linda and I nodded.

"How about we make it better?

Linda has her own home and we have ours, but we each pay a lot on the house, taxes, power etc. how about Linda moving in here with us and renting her house out, it would make it cheaper for the 3 of us and put some money back into Linda's bank account."

Linda had the most to lose or gain in this so I sat back thinking.

"So if I move in how does that work?" Asked Linda.

"You move in, I move to the spare room and it's like we were on holiday, nobody outside needs to know our sleeping habits."

It took time to get everything together and we had to redecorate Linda's home, but that was the start of it, I now had 2 wives, one in the house and one outside of the house.

It sounds great and most of the time it is, but sometimes it sucks.

Do I still love Dee, my wife?

Of course I do.

Do I love Linda?

Yes, but not in the same way as I do Dee, it's hard to explain, or maybe not.

I think it's that 3 lettered word that's the difference, SEX.

Can I live without it, I did for 3,4 years.