That's the reason we haven't made love in so long."I was dumbfounded. I never knew he had a problem. He'd always performed very well, up to the point ...here he stopped trying."How do you know?" It's not like a guy just suddenly can't do it, you know," he replied."It just gets more and more difficult to achieve an erection, then one day you know, you've just had your last piece of ass. Mine was the last time we made love." he looked at me meaningfully."Nonsense," I rebuked him. "Get out of those. I was really resentfuland we got into an actual fist fight over it. Right as I had hit hermom walked in the door. Mom ordered me to help her put away thegroceries and then I would spend the rest of the day in my room until myparty. Afterwards I would be grounded for two weeks. She wouldn'tlisten to me at all and then Jessica didn't even get in any trouble. As I was unpacking the groceries I noticed some candles. They were in apackage with holographic type image that faded in and out. One. She was on one of the story sites where I publish my stories, and she was reading one of my recent posts. It was a story about a wife who is fucked by her husband’s black boss, which is a popular theme in cuckold literature.I wanted to move away so she wouldn’t know that I saw what she was reading, but then she came out of the bathroom and startled both of us. She realized that I was looking at her screen and she asked, “What are you doing over there looking at my computer? Shit, Ed, I never. I fixed it myself. Go ahead and enjoy yourfootball honey. I'll get everything you need." So while she was shopping, I lay on the couch stroking myself throughthe panties, embarrassed that my wife knew of my fetish, but relieved thatshe seemed so low key about it. The game turned out to be pretty boringand I thought about raiding her closet for something else to wear, but nowthat she knew, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, I ended uptaking a nap. I woke up when she came home,.