Quite the contrary, as I inhaled this aroma some of my frustration seemed to dissipate. "All right," said Sayasu, once the candles had been burning fo... several minutes, "I think we're ready to begin."It was at this point that this experience became decidedly bizarre, for as soon as he announced that we would begin, my normally shy (almost prudish) wife began to remove her clothes."Sharon!" I exclaimed "what the hell are you doing?" John, honey, please don't be nervous. This is part of the. After a few minutes I heard the sound of the toilet being flushed then heard Jordan asking me to come and kiss her.I went into the spare bedroom to see Jordan all snuggled down in the bed. "Is the bed comfy enough?" I asked."Oh, yeah, it's really nice," she replied.I sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite." I told her repeating the age old saying. Jordan giggled and smiled. I got up, turned out the light and left,. She I also started dating, doing things together, having fun... but sex was not part of it. she said with me it was different, she wanted more than just sex. So, we never fucked again after that first time. Until our wedding night 6 months later. From all appearances and intent she was only fucking me, not doing anything with anyone else. Then about 4 yrs into our marriage, one night she confessed that she had been fucking lots of guys again over the previous year. What triggered her telling me. Anticipating the night, you don't bother putting on any underwear.You've always been a very sexual creature. Your tastes started off fairly tame, the usual blonde big breasted cheerleaders and sultry redhead stepmoms. You never thought of yourself as gay or even bi-sexual. You didn't notice at first, but you always tended to watch porn with women being fucked in the ass by huge thick cocks. Something about the look of fullness, of lustful satisfaction on their faces while their assholes were.