We went into the theater, and Katherine once again took my hand. This time, I squeezed it lightly and pulled her in a little closer to me as we walked... When we got to the counter, I continued holding her hand while I ordered, removing it only when I had to reach for my wallet. I took most of the food, leaving her a free hand. I crooked my elbow at her and she smiled warmly as she put her hand through it and we walked to the theater.As we chatted while waiting for the movie to start, I looked. My ex and I share custody and I have the c***dren every so often. After a few years of being single I finally met a man named Paul who I fell in love with and married. Paul’s a good man and my c***dren like him very much. He and I have been married for seven years now. Five years into our marriage my husband Paul began to ask me after sex if I would ever be interested in having sex with another man. To tell the truth I was actually a little bit hurt because of Paul wanting me to be with another. A small smile plays across his lips as he gazes at my naked form. ?Well done my lady, now come here.? Walking across the room in halting steps I do as commanded. I glide across the floor until I am standing before him. I glance at his hand that still carries the gun and seeing the direction of my gaze he smiles and says, ?We don’t need this anymore, do we my lady?? Shaking my head ‘no’ he places the gun back behind him on a table.Stepping toward me until his body is pressing into mine. I. .you know, enter her backside... that you'd like sex with her better than with me." Tom walked over to the couch where I was seated, extended his hand, and pulled me to a standing position. He took my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. Looking into my eyes, he assured me, "Christine, please, do not ever think that. You are my wife, my lover, my best friend. You are the most important thing in the world to me. I would never, not even for a moment, think that sex with someone else was better.