Concerns

Yesterday husband and I had sex again. He was going to go take a nap but told me (as he usually does) that I could join him. Which is usually his subtle way of saying he wants to sleep and would prefer the house to be quiet, me included, even if that means I nap with him. We were supposed to go see a movie last night so I wasn't terribly pleased that he'd blow me off to take a nap so I went up to bother him and see if he was really blowing me off or what. And he suggested we have sex and see the movie later.

Oh, yes.

Of course, no foreplay. I got him hard via a teasing hand job but neither of us made a move to mount the other. I rolled onto my stomach and began moving my hips against the bed, partially aroused and partially to GET aroused. Sometimes the phantom fucking gets me hot. By this point I wanted it, although it would have been easy enough to get up and walk away. Finally, I knelt up on all fours (or favorite position) and husband moved behind me. He fucked me good for a while. Even though I wasn't totally aroused I was surprisingly sensitive inside and he was giving it to me just the way I like it, long, fast, hard strokes over and over.

I got no where near cumming but it felt so good to have him fuck me. Eventually I had to ask him to stop because I found my legs were becoming too weak and pained to support me. One of the "benefits" of getting back into exercise. He moved off me and lay on his back. I moved onto my back and started masturbating and he asked me "are you going to masturbate?" I nodded and continued to touch myself. Finally he invited me to move to the edge of the bed and he slid inside. Not the best position for optimal sensation but it was nice having him fuck me. But it ended up being more of a distraction. So we returned to our sides of the bed and began masturbating, watching one another.

Being a porn addicted I pulled out a book and found a phrase that got me hot. I repeated it over and over in my head until I finally came, moaning. Finished, I rolled over to watch husband who was still masturbating. I cupped and rubbed his balls with my hand as he continued sliding his fingers up and down his shaft.

Finally unable to hold back, he shot his load on his stomach and lay breathing heavily. I got him some papertowels and he thanked me for my help. "You always make it better."

After the sex, on the way to the movie we got to talking. I told him I'd put up an ad somewhere in curiosity as to what kind of responses I'd get, maybe taking someone up on the offer. He seemed somewhat displeased commenting, "I'm doing better! What's it been? A whole DAY?" I smiled at that, "last night I was feeling *very* lonely, though." Which was entirely true. He refused me for sex the night before and I'd ended up masturbating on cam with another man.

Finally I told him, "It's not JUST the frequency. I mean, sure we had sex all of about twice last year and I'm desperately afraid we're going to go back to that if I stop sleeping around. But also, I LIKE getting to sleep around. I like getting to try new things and new people." He was quiet a moment then said "well, yeah...." "Besides, I think you should sleep around, too. Not that i feel guilty, but I think you'd like it." "...it's just.... Look, don't do anything with them that you don't do with me, okay?" I agreed, readily. I'll happily try new things with other men, but he doesn't want to be left out of that. Which is fine by me.

But this conversation makes it clear. I really need to be careful or he may end up trying to revoke my privileges and that would NOT be fun.