Her show was meant for me, but we both knew a lot of other men were watching, too—there was a little section of guys congregated near the bottom of ...he riser, unable to keep themselves from staring at Julie and Jenny, easily the two hottest girls in the club. But knowing that Julie was mine, forever, they made me feel sympathetic rather than jealous or protective—after all, none of them would ever find a woman like Julie, because she was one of a kind. As the song ended, the DJ chimed back in. "What are y'all doing here?" a voice demanded behind me. I jumped, making my dick pop out of my sister's mouth, and she surged to the surface, as I turned. There was a woman standing there with a few bags in her hands."Oh, hi," my sister said, "We were just having fun." "Buck naked, I see," retorted her friend with a smile. "And who's this guy?" My sister introduced me as she looked me up and down, and stared at my dick. I could see her nipples enlarging and poking through her t-shirt. It was. " A year and a half and you did nothing about it?" What was to do? Get all pissy about it and turn my life upside down? This state is no fault. Everything would have to be split fifty/fifty and I would have had to sell the house and split the proceeds with her. I would have had to give up the pool, the hot tub, my woodworking shop and my three car garage and move into an apartment somewhere. No thank you. I decided to just ignore it and let her cook for me, do my laundry and clean the house.". I need sex, a lot of sex, and Donny just doesn't give it to me. Twice a week, regular as clockwork, three minutes and then he rolls off, goes to sleep and leaves me hanging. I married him because I love him, but even before we were married he wasn't giving me what I needed. I just have to go out and find someone to fuck me and make me cum. If seeing to my own sexual satisfaction because my husband won't makes me a slut then so be it."In the end she told me that she had no intention of not.