I will not take you for granted when times are good, and I will not shut down and withdraw when things get bad. Every day, I will tell you two things:...that I love you and that you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I will be your loving husband, the father of your children and I will grow old with you. I promise lots of foreplay, cuddling and I will never ask you for a threesome."Gabe took his wife in his arms. They kissed, softly at first, then more passionately. His hands roamed her. His hand found my breast and squeezed hard, pulling my torso firmly against him. He owned me completely.I moaned back at him, “Yesss…Alex…yes…fuck me…please…” He thrust a dozen more times then withdrew entirely. My heart sank. I looked over my shoulder as stood on his knees. I feared the situation had scared him, that I was about to lose him forever. I was so wrong.He grabbed my knee and pulled it toward him. I rolled to my back, my legs opening before my son. He was looking directly at. I didn't mention my research to Jennifer I won't name the club or the city it's in so that I don't offend anyone.I found myself looking forward to this vacation more than any previous vacation. Even though I knew that Jennifer probably wouldn't go along with my idea I knew that discussing the possibility with her would juice up our sex for a few days.We were laying by the pool on our second day of vacation when I brought up the subject of the swingers club. I said, "When I was checking out this. I wanted to spank her ass when, how, where, and as often as I liked. She shouldn’t be the one “controlling” the sex in our marriage, deciding if and when we have sex based on her mood. I was the husband. I was the “head of our house”. It was about time I got a little bit of what I wanted out of this relationship.The little bit of alcohol (enough that I could feel it, not enough to make me drunk) helped to unlock those buried feelings and gave me the courage to act on them. I walked down the.