What do I tell her? My gut hurts so you've been fucking around on me? Boy, I bet that would go over big.Our marriage seems normal, what ever that is i... this day and age. We met while in our twenties, dated about a year, and then got married. She pops out a kid about every two years. I got tired of the pop outs so I had a vasectomy after the last one.Well, this was one of those days where we all, the two teenagers, my wife and I, have dinner together. The kids talked a little about school and. She asked if I loved her and I told her I did. I said I know we have a rough patch in our marriage but with some understanding we could get thru it.She asked if I would do anything she wished to save our marriage, and I told her that I would.She said well then I want to dress you in my underwear and wigs and heels and for you to be my maid on Friday nights. I almost fell out of the bed. She must have talked to my Aunt about what happened when I was a teenager! Please honey not that.You either. You taste just like I always thought you would. You let me suck you with absolute abandon. How exciting to do this to you. I’m in heaven. I find myself getting carried away with the power. I want to make you cum right now. You say no. Reluctantly, you pull away with a heavy sign. You take my arms and lead me to the back of the bench and bend me over. I feel your hands caress my back and hips as you line your body up with mine. Your hands move between my legs and I feel fingers entering me. Falling asleep wasn’t gonna be easy.…I woke up still sporting the same raging erection I’d had the night before. My all-too vivid dreams had been more like pornography: An endless succession of lewd scenes featuring my wife and Tracy, fucking each other in every way imaginable. It was driving me crazy—first chance I got, I was gonna take Ria aside and ask her what the heck had happened last night.But in the meantime, everybody was still asleep. I decided to be nice and cook breakfast—but as I.