She had just finished making dinner for the both of us, arroz con pollo. I grab a plate and sit down next to her and we eat together. Midway through o...r I meal I tell I need to admit something. I tell I have never nor will I ever cheat on her but that I am bi sexual and want to sleep with other people but with her. She is at first confused and flabbergasted. After a few moments of awkward silence she says she understands, and ask what we should do. Overwhelmed with emotion, I tell I tell her. He gave her a reassuring pat on her shoulder and smiled. It had been at his instigation that they had gone to a sex therapist for consultation; after three years of marriage she was still finding sex difficult; still finding herself being shy about her nakedness in his presence. Sex would nearly always take place in darkness and under cover and outward shows of intimacy and affection were always restricted to their bedroom. She couldn’t understand why she was like that; she did enjoy sex and. I also laid out some of my toys. I have a couple of butt plugs, one to start with which stretches my Ass nicely and another which is quite a bit thicker. I also have a lovely dildo which is very thick and eight inches long. I also have a cock and ball ring which I absolutely love to wear.My cock was dripping with pre cum by now, I gave it a squeeze to force it out onto my forefinger and licked it off, Mmmmm I so love the taste of pre cum.I just wanted to get straight into my clothes but had to. I turn and look at myself, my boobs were always my best feature, now stand out proudly with very little droop. Time I started going out more often, wearing some of my older and sexier clothes that again fit me; those white jeans though are still a distant dream. Rummaging though my draws I find my old photo album, '1997 summer holiday', there I was on the beach, spilling out of my little bikini; and there was Paul the bastard.It's payday again and my monthly ritual begins, the tape measure.