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What happened to me several months ago I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. It devastated me and changed my life dramatically. I still haven't completely recovered.
My name is Rich and I was married to a beautiful lady by the name of Christine, Christy for short. We had been married for 12 years and had two beautiful children. I had always felt that ours was a special relationship. We both knew from the day we met, that we were meant for each other. We were high school sweethearts and continued to go steady all through college. We were both virgins when we married, because Christy wanted it that way. She thought it would be so very rare and romantic for both of us to lose our virginity on our wedding night, I reluctantly respected her wishes. We married shortly after we graduated from college, and managed to have our two children within two years after Christy finished law school.
I work for a large company as a software engineer and have a stable, secure job. Christy was a very successful attorney, and she worked for a large firm and had been doing exceptionally well.
In the beginning, I had considered our sex life to be very good, even though I had nothing to compare it to. We were both inexperienced and had to learn about each other's bodies and needs without benefit of previous experience with others. Even though Christy was very conservative and unwilling to try new things, I had enjoyed the sex very much.
After a few years, as in most marriages, our sex life started to become boring, there was no variety and we fucked less frequently. Christy had become more interested in her career and less interested in sex. She had never initiated sex, and would often put me off with one excuse or another.
Even though our sex life had become mundane and unimaginative, I hadn't ever considered looking elsewhere, as I loved Christy too much. I had been hoping that we could work things out such that we both would be sexually satisfied. I bought several books on technique and attempted to convince her to try various new things. Christy refused to try anything new, she thought that oral sex was extremely disgusting and perverted, etc. She not only wouldn't give me a blow-job, she wouldn't even let me eat her pussy, which I would have gladly done.
For the first 8 or 10 years of marriage, our lives were reasonably normal. We both worked hard at our careers, but we also made the time to be home together in the evenings and weekends. The children were well adjusted and well behaved. The only thing lacking in our marriage, in my mind, was an exciting sex life, and I continued to strive for improvement.
Everything changed about two years ago, as Christy began spending more and more time at the office. It eventually got to the point where she would come home very late almost every night, and she spent the better part of many weekends there. Within a year after she began putting in the long hours, her career sky-rocketed, she was made a junior partner and her salary more than doubled.
It wasn't long after Christy's big promotion that our sex life also changed, somewhat abruptly. We still didn't fuck very often, but when we did, WOW! She became a sexual dynamo. We not only fucked in multiple positions; we licked and sucked with great abandon. I was afraid to question her about her change in attitude for fear that it would have a negative impact. What Christy lacked in frequency, she made up for in enthusiasm, intensity and variety. I assumed that her guilt feelings about putting in so many hours at the office led to the sudden changes in her attitude toward sex.
How wrong I was!
I couldn't get angry about her work schedule because she had always been very apologetic. She felt bad about what her career was doing to us, and cried a great deal. She frequently asked me to be patient with her, telling me that things would calm down soon. I just hung in there and supported her as best I could.
I evolved into Mr. Mom. Even though I held a full time job, I was the one who took care of the kids, I fed them, clothed them, drove them to all of their activities, etc. Christy was almost totally uninvolved because of the amount of time she spent away from home.
Christy worked closely with two senior partners, Ron and Jack. Ron was in his mid fifties and married with four children. He was short, dumpy and bald, but was a real dynamo and the motivating force behind the success of the firm. The other senior partner, Jack, was taller, had an athletic build and still had all of his hair. He was in his late forties and was married with two children. He was a fairly attractive man, but was obnoxious as hell. Christy had mentioned many times over the years, that he was extremely difficult to stomach. She liked and respected Ron, but Jack she just barely tolerated.
I had met and talked to these guys and their wives several times, at Christmas parties and other firm social functions. In looking back, I did remember one thing a bit unusual about last year's Christmas party. Jack spent most of the evening dominating Christy's time, which I thought unusual considering how Christy had said she felt about him. He danced with her, very suggestively I might add, and kept her occupied a good deal of the time. I spent the better part of my time talking to his wife, Georgia. She was very attractive and an interesting conversationalist. We got along well, and I couldn't help but wonder how she put up with Jack. The few times that the four of us were together that night, jack made several off-color, suggestive comments. I didn't understand the significance, but Christy blushed each time. Georgia admonished him several times, but he ignored her. His behavior just reinforced my opinion of him as a first class asshole.
Ron, on the other hand, had a very forceful personality, but was a likable guy. I got the impression that, unlike Jack, he was a very family oriented person. He paid attention to his wife, Marge, at all of the functions that I had attended.
Even though our fuck sessions had become exciting, they were very infrequent. Therefore, I had to do something to trim my horns. I began to turn to the porn sites on the Internet. I'd pull up the dirty pictures and movie clips and 'slap the monkey' to get my relief. I didn't like it, but my only other choice was to find a lover outside of our marriage. However, there was no way that I was going to cheat on Christy, I loved her too much. She was an integral part of my life and had been since we were 16 years old. She was also the mother of my wonderful children. I continued to believe that our situation was temporary.
