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Donna and Ian were in a stale part of their marriage. Ten years had passed since they first got together, they married after two years. First the chemistry and sex between them was unbelievable but as the years had passed with the both of them busy with their careers their sex life had diminished to virtually nothing. Donna was certainly feeling frustrated, often she tried to initiate sex with Ian, but he just didn’t seem interested. She had resorted to masturbation when Ian was out. Donna was now 35 and in need of a solution.

One night her frustration came to a head and she brought it up in conversation “Ian, do you not fancy me any more?” Ian looked shocked and slightly ruffled “Of course I do, my dear, I love you!”. She carried on “So why don’t we ever have sex?” Ian again was looking very uncomfortable “I don’t know, I guess I just don’t really feel like it much. But that doesn’t mean I love you any less.” She looked hurt “But Ian I sometimes like to, it’s not fair that I just have to suffer without it just because you’re not in the mood. I want to have fun in the bedroom. I want it to be like it was when we first got together.” Ian looked at her thoughtfully “Ok, I’ll try.”

That was two months ago and still nothing. The frustration had turned to anger and Donna was starting to resent Ian. She felt like a firework ready to go explode. She decided she’d had enough and confronted Ian one night. “Ian, I’m really sorry but you haven’t listened to me at all as far as our conversation about my sexual needs and I’m sick and tired of living like this!” She softened but continued, “I do really love you and could never leave you but I’m afraid if you’re unable to cut me a little slack on this, I’m going to look elsewhere.” “What do you mean?” “I mean, tomorrow night, I’m going to have a bit of fun. Me and Cheryl are going out together.” “Where are you going?” “We’re going to a singles night at a club in town.” and with that she stormed off to bed. Ian was shocked, he didn’t know what to do or say. It was not in his nature to be confrontational so he just sat and thought for a while. It was then he realised he was sitting there with an erection, something major had stirred in him and he was feeling strangely excited. He quickly tried to change his mood thinking about something else but reassuring himself she wouldn’t dare do something like that…

The following night Ian had to work later than usual settling a lengthy account. He was exhausted and didn’t get home until after 9pm. The first thing he noticed was the house was in darkness. Realization dawned on him that Donna was not home. He let himself in and called out to her… Nothing. He went into the kitchen and thought about making something to eat. Oh my god, where the hell is she? he thought. She couldn’t have gone out like she said, could she? He pulled out his mobile and called Cheryl. Cheryl was a friend of Donna’s who she worked with, a lot younger, in her twenties. She had a reputation of being a bit of a wild girl. Never seemed to have the same boyfriend twice. Always going out… He dialled her home number… Voicemail, shit, Ian felt nauseous. He decided to skip something to eat and have a large Scotch instead. He sat down with it and thought about what Donna had said last night. Surely she was just going to have a good time, she wouldn’t actually DO anything. Again he felt that rush of excitement. It was nearly 10pm. He thought about ringing Donna’s cell phone, but was almost scared to. He reached for his phone and dialled the number. He nearly jumped ten feet when he heard Donna’s phone ringing from the kitchen. She didn’t take her phone… He went upstairs to the bedroom. He was hit with a strong smell of perfume and on the bed were a collection of shopping bags. Victoria’s Secret was one that caught his eye. He grabbed it and looked inside, there were some price labels that had been cut off. A bra - 32C, her size and some ‘Angel’ panties, whatever they were. This was all new lingerie and clothes she had bought. He ran his hands through his hair and went back downstairs.

Two hours had passed and Ian was in a state, his palms were sweating, his head was pounding from the several drinks he had consumed, he thought he was quite capable of throwing up should he want to. Trying to do anything was a nightmare, no concentration, his mind constantly drifting to Donna. he had this mental image of her surrounded by guys dancing the night away. He lay down on the sofa and tried to clear his racing mind.

Ian was suddenly awoken by a sound - he must have fallen asleep, he looked at his watch. It was 5AM. Bloody hell, he moved and his neck felt stiff from laying on the sofa arm. He listened again, it was the sound of a woman’s heels on concrete, someone was coming up the driveway to the house. It can’t be Donna, surely she would have been home hours ago and left him sleeping on the sofa. He heard the footsteps stop and some keys being put into the front door lock. He went into the hallway and saw the door opening. At first he was unsure who it was. The clothes were unfamiliar, but it was Donna, she was wearing a skimpy lacy top showing a midriff and a short denim skirt with high heels. Her long dark hair seemed messy, like she had just got up.

Donna stepped into the house looked at Ian, kissed him and just said “Hi Ian, I’m knackered!” Ian exploded with “Where the fuck have you been?!” Donna calmly spoke back “Don’t shout at me Ian. I’ve been out enjoying myself and you better get used to it beacuse it’s going to become a regular thing for me!” “But Donna, it’s 5am, I was worried about you” she looked stern “I told you last night I was going out with Cheryl. We went to the Singles night at the Flamingo Club and I had great time.” “But that club closes at 2am, where have you been for three hours?”, She looked into Ian’s eyes “I’m afraid my darling husband, I have been having sex with another man.” Ian was visibly knocked sideways “What! Who?” she again spoke calmly “You won’t know him. His name is Gary and he’s a Pool Attendant at a health club in town. Look Ian we’ve tried to rekindle our sex life but you just were not interested. I still love you and want to be with you but I will having sex with Gary and anyone else that takes my fancy from now on.” Gary was stunned into silence. Unbelievably he felt he was hard again. His anger drained and he just said “OK then, I suppose it’s not fair on you just because I’m not interested in sex. But… if you don’t mind telling me Donna, how did it happen? tonight I mean?” She looked pleased he had accepted her position and made him sit down while she told him “Well, I met about ten different men tonight. It was ridiculous, it was a singles night, but the men outnumbered the women by about 5 to 1. We both had a fair bit to drink and Cheryl started chatting up various men. Then I was approached, one by one, by different guys. I had so many drinks brought for me. I was dancing and then going back to chat to someone new. Then Gary approached me on the dance floor and he pressed himself up against me. I instantly fancied him, he had a great body and could really move well when he danced. We got a drink together, started chatting and got on really well. He noticed my ring and I told him that my husband wasn’t interested in me sexually so I was out free to fuck who I want. He was shocked but I could tell he was excited.”

She went on “When the club finished, Cheryl said she was going to some guys house, she kissed me goodbye and gave her approval to my ‘date’. Gary asked me to go back to his place and I hastily agreed. We got a cab to the Marina and were passionately kissing the whole way. I kept catching the eye of the driver who was watching us make out, it was a rush. When we arrived we went up to his flat. It was soooo exciting. We barely made it through the front door and our clothes were on the floor, he carried me into the bedroom, threw me on the bed and went down on me. I was so wet and literally cumming in seconds allover his face. I told him I couldn’t wait any longer and he was to fuck me now. He raised himself up and tried to enter me, even though I was wet, I must have been tight for him as it’s been so long - he took a while to slowly enter me. He seemed very large.” Ian could hardly believe she was telling him this. He was just in a daze, but he knew he was terribly turned on, he was rubbing himself in his trousers. “And what then?” he asked. “He started to build up a lovely rhythm, he was very athletic in bed, and I was just in ecstasy, lying on my back finally getting a fuck that I’ve needed for so long. After about 5 minutes I felt him pause and tense, he then moaned and I felt him cumming inside me. It was just fantastic.”

That did it, Ian felt himself spurting into his trousers, the thought of another man cumming inside his wife, but he managed to keep a straight face throughout his orgasm, he took a deep breath and just said “What then?” “Then I just grabbed my clothes, put them back on, called a cab back home and kissed him goodbye” Ian looked closer at her clothes thinking that she must be leaking cum into her panties as she stood talking to him now. He made a mental note to check the laundry bag and have a closer at them when she was next out.

“So what now?” he said. Donna looked at him “Well we’ve arranged to go out on Friday night and next week I’m going back to the singles night, OK?” Ian slowly nodded. But he suddenly felt liberated and didn’t say anything further. Inside he was thinking “I Can’t Wait!”

Author - Trash