Duncan and Kelly suffer the after effects of the revelation.
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Duncan yawned as he eased his way out of bed. He smiled as he stared down at his wife’s sleeping form. She was snoring quietly but her nude body was so alluring beneath the thin sheet that she’d pulled over herself, he found it sweet and endearing. He loved the way the sheet conformed to her body. Her hair was lying in a mess around her head, but he adored the way it made her look. One of her breasts was uncovered, the other hiding seductively beneath the sheet. Reaching down, he gently slid the sheet slowly off.
He felt himself getting aroused as he watched her sleeping, admiring the gentle rise and fall of her breasts, her skin pale in the dim light of the room. The cool air began to raise little goosebumps on her skin, and he saw her nipples harden more than they normally were. Her breasts weren’t huge, but they were quite large for her size. They were topped by the cutest little pink nipples which were pierced by two nipple rings. She shifted and rolled onto her side, so he pulled the sheet back up over her and quietly went to the living room.
He clicked on the TV as he sat down on the couch, scratching contentedly and fondly thinking about how much sex they’d been having lately. His wife’s sudden interest in giving him head was a pleasant and unexpected surprise.
They hadn’t had this much sex since they were newlyweds, if then. She was so insatiable lately. He certainly didn’t mind her wanting to improve her oral technique. She’d honestly never been very good. He’d quit asking early into their marriage. Going down on her was something he’d always thoroughly enjoyed, however, and he tried to do it whenever possible. She always tried to make sure she was as clean as possible for him, but he didn’t mind either way. Seeing his wife in pleasure was his ultimate high. He didn’t even necessarily need to have an orgasm to truly and thoroughly enjoy their love-making. Of course if any of his buddies knew that, they’d think he was weird, or crazy.
His thoughts drifted to their friends and the bombshell they had dropped. He couldn’t wrap his mind around Marie allowing her husband to have sex with whoever he wanted, and was even less convinced that Ed would allow her to do the same. They’d even mentioned swinging and group sex. He’d definitely been surprised by that conversation.
Every husband had thought about having sex with other women, no matter what they proclaimed to their wives. Whether or not he acted on those urges was what made him a faithful husband. He was completely happy with his marriage, and would never cheat on his wife. That didn’t mean he wasn’t sexually attracted to other women. His new secretary was incredibly sexy, and not just because she looked so much like his wife. He found Marie sexy as well, but he’d never seriously considered having sex with her. The thought of Marie kneeling between his legs caused him to swell a little bit in his shorts. He shook the thoughts from his head.
How could Ed get off on Marie having sex with some other guy? He unintentionally pictured his wife kneeling between Ed’s legs, and he immediately shook those thoughts away as well. He’d gotten used to guys and girls noticing his wife, but that was normally as far as those thoughts went in his head. She was beautiful and had gorgeous skin, and she was short and thin. Her body was incredible. She had a great ass and arguably perfect breasts. She was incredibly sexy. People noticing her was nothing new to him. He knew she’d never cheat on him. The very thought of that occurring was almost comically unlikely to happen. Yet the thought of people seeing her as something attainable, was strangely fun to think about.
He shook the thoughts away and turned back to the TV. An hour or so later, he headed back to their bedroom and peered in. She looked so damn alluring in bed, he couldn’t help but quietly slide in next to her, basking in the warmth that always seemed to radiate from her body.
*****
Later that afternoon, she awoke to her husband staring at her. She smiled and pulled his face to hers to kiss him.
“Sleep well?” he asked her, returning her kiss and gently pulling her closer. She whimpered in happiness, enjoying the feeling of his larger body against her smaller form. It felt safe, she decided.
Finally pulling away, she nodded and yawned in response.
“I don’t think we’ve had this much sex since we were newlyweds,” he whispered.
She smiled again.
“That’s what I was thinking about while you were napping.” He began to run his hand through her soft red hair. “Talking about sex with Marie and Ed that’s doing this to us, isn’t it?”
She shrugged and turned over in bed. “Probably.”
“Well, I’ve been thinking,” he said, drawing her face up to his. “I think I might like it if you wore skimpy clothes and showed off your sexy figure.”
“I don’t know; you know how shy I am.”
He nodded. “It’s something we could work up to. I doubt we’ll ever be at Ed and Marie’s level of experimenting, and quite frankly, I don’t know if I want to be at their level. Showing a little more skin might not hurt if it gets us this horny.”
She grinned up at him. “You’ve got a point there. I’m definitely still horny,” she admitted, blushing after she finished. “I can’t believe I said that,” she said. still blushing.
He chuckled and kissed her forehead. “Let’s go watch a movie or something,” he said.
“Mm, okay,” she replied, and slid out of bed. “Do we have to get dressed?” she asked playfully.
“Hell no,” he said and headed to the living room in the nude. She giggled and followed, clad only in panties and a loose shirt.
After a movie and then dinner, she switched back to the subject they’d been talking about earlier.
“So what did you want to try?” she asked, her heart beating faster. She was almost scared of what he was going to say. She knew he wouldn’t ask her to do anything she was totally against, but part of her was intrigued just the same. He obviously liked the way she looked, and she’d always gotten compliments. What was the harm in showing off a little more skin?
He was quiet for a few minutes, seemingly lost in thought.
“Well,” he began finally, “I think first off, we need to agree on something.”
She turned and looked at him, quietly puzzled.
“I think we both need to agree that we’re both sexually and emotionally fulfilled, and if we changed nothing, that we’d both be just as happy. Do you agree?”
She was quiet for a moment, thinking. She nodded. “My love, I don’t think I could be more satisfied, and if I was, I don’t think I could physically handle it. You are the only man I’ve ever been with, and I hope you are the last man I ever make love to.”
He smiled and kissed her. “Ditto,” he said, flashing her a goofy grin.
She giggled and rolled her eyes.
“Seriously though,” he said, taking her hand in his. “You keep me happy. I’m completely satisfied.”
“Good,” she said. “We agree, we’re both satisfied.”
He nodded. “Second thing,” he said. “We both have to agree about what we’re doing at the time. Complete honesty about it. If you do something that bothers me, we have to discuss it, and vice-versa.”
“I figured that went without saying,” she said, moving over and leaning up against his naked torso.
“I’m just covering all the bases,” he explained.
She nuzzled up against him and inhaled deeply. “Is that all your rules?”
He nodded after a few seconds. “For the moment, but to clarify, they’re our rules.”
She turned and kissed him, then. “So what did you have in mind to spice up our love life that doesn’t need spicing up.”
He shrugged. “I’ve been thinking that maybe we could go to dinner tomorrow and you let me pick something out for you.”
She smiled. “That sounds nice,” she said, flipping the channel. “Is it going to be something skimpy?”
“I’ll have to go look in your closet at some point, or maybe go buy you something new.”
“That might be fun,” she told him. “Just don’t pick something ugly.”
“No promises,” he said, smiling.
“You could just have your secretary go get something for you, you know, if we’re the same size like you said.”
He shook his head. “Now that’s a valuable use of company time.”
She giggled and turned to kiss him. He took the back of her head in his hand, and pulled her to him, kissing her deeply and causing her to whimper in pleasure.
“I love you,” he said as he pulled back.
“I love you too,” she replied and settled in to watch T. V. and snuggle. He held her to his chest for a while, and then they both headed off to bed.
She awoke the next morning to a familiar sensation. She lifted the sheet up and saw his head between her legs and moaned in pleasure.
“No fair, that’s how I wanted to wake you up,” she murmured as she felt his tongue slide between her folds.
She felt him spread her pussy apart ever-so-gently, and then his tongue pushed against her clitoris causing a pleasurable spark to shoot through her. She orgasmed quickly that morning, and again when her man climbed on top of her and pushed his thick manhood into her.
“I’m a lucky girl today,” she giggled in the shower afterward.
“I like making my woman feel good,” he replied with a shrug.
“You definitely do that, baby. It’s my turn tomorrow morning, though.”
“I think I can handle that,” he said, hopping in the shower as she reached for a towel.
They ate breakfast and she stole a final kiss and then naughtily squeezed the bulge in his crotch before they both left for work.