I collapsed on her and we both panted with exhaustion. I stayed buried deep in her, our sweaty, cummy bodies mashed together. We kissed.
After several minutes of just enjoying each other’s body, Linda said, “we should probably talk about that.”
“Yeah, probably.”
“When we were at the party and I saw you looking at Kira’s cleavage, I had a whole flood of emotions. I was pissed at you. I was pissed at her. I was frustrated that she was getting all kinds of attention from other men—you included. I was hurt that you weren’t ogling me. And most of all I was jealous. A part of me was thinking, ‘oh shit, here we go again.’ I know you’re my husband, and I know you wouldn’t leave me for my sister, but it was just my old insecurities coming out. However, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, about you and Kira. The more I thought about it, the more the jealousy built up. But then I began to feel something else. Hidden deep within the jealousy I was also beginning to feel…horny. As the jealousy grew it fed my lust. By the time we were ready to leave, I couldn’t help but think about anything other than you sucking on Kira’s breasts. I guess that’s why I tried to start a fight in the car. I didn’t understand why I was reacting the way I was. I was confused, frustrated, jealous, and horny. I tried to let it out through anger. But obviously that wasn’t the right emotion.”
“I have to tell you that when you flashed me in the car, I just couldn’t believe it. Just thinking back on it right now is getting me going.” Sure enough, when Linda’s hand brushed against my thigh and settled on my cock, she felt me getting hard again.
“I couldn’t believe how horny I was. And I hate to admit it, but it was thinking about you and my sister that got me there.” She thought about what she said then added quickly, “not that I want you to have an affair with her!”
I pouted, and I saw the briefest flash of anger cross her face. “I’m kidding! I’m kidding!”
“You’d better be. This is one of those instances where fantasy and reality should never, ever meet. Unless, of course, you want me to cut off your balls.” She winked and grabbed them, pulling slightly.
We fucked again that night. It was the first time in ages we fucked twice in one night, and we loved it.
Afterward, we talked more about the rigid lines between fantasy and reality. I toyed with the idea of telling Linda about the pictures of her sister on the web, but for the moment I decided against it.
As it turned out, that night was a turning point in our sexual relationship. We both felt freer to express our fantasies and desires. During the course of the next few weeks, I gradually introduced Linda to some porno web sites. I was careful not to make it look like I was too familiar with them, as I didn’t want her to figure out that I had been looking at them long before our sexual renaissance. I tried to make it seem like we were “experimenting” together. Luckily, she enjoyed most of the sites, particularly those featuring erotic stories.
She also really enjoyed the amateur/voyeur photo sites. The first time we “stumbled” across my favorite voyeur site, Linda said, “There’s something really sexy and taboo about seeing naked pictures of someone’s wife, co-worker, or neighbor.”