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Second part of my story.
If anything, I saw a younger less confident version of me.
When I conceded to my lover's desire, she and Mark kept their trysts discreet. They met during the day while I was at the office. Most of the time, I wasn't even aware. Every time I made love to my wife, I wondered if she had already been with Mark that day. I kept the question to myself. I didn't want the answer.
Erica and Mark spent increasing amounts of time together. I watched the children on weekends while she went antiquing or whatever with him. She often tried to tell me about her days, but I waved her off. I said, "I'm glad you had fun." She and I still had fun too. We watched movies and laughed together. We held hands when we walked around the neighborhood at dusk pulling our preschoolers behind us in a little red wagon.
Then, she and Mark went on a four day trip to a bed and breakfast several hundred miles away. She arranged a babysitter, so I could go into the office on the week days. When she returned late on the fourth day, I tried to entice her in bed. I was horny after more than a week without sex or masturbation. I caressed her shoulders and nibbled her neck.
"I'm too tired," she said. "I've been in a car all day, and I just want to go to sleep."
I tried to cuddle her, but she said she was too hot. I didn't sleep well that night. I felt like I was loosing her, but I told myself I should be happy for her pleasure. If I wasn't enough for her, didn't I want her to fill the gaps, as she described it? I wanted her to be happy.
Several months past. Mark was at our house often, and he played with the kids. They called him "uncle". Mark and I even played tennis together a few times. He was a decent guy. I understood why Erica liked him. Actually, I kicked myself; I understood why Erica loved him.
Then one day, I overheard Erica on the phone. I don't know who she was talking to, but she said, "It's like a chore with him now. I do it because it's my duty ... I promised it wouldn't change the way I felt for him, and he's the father of my children."
I walked to the office, shut the door, and cried. I hadn't cried since I was a five year old.
Sex dropped off. I seldom initiated it. Erica met me at the door with a smile most days. I painted a smile on my face as well. One night, after the kids were asleep, she proposed a threesome with Mark and me. I had no sexual interest in Mark, but a nagging voice told me I needed to do something to remain part of Erica's sex life.
A few nights later, we hosted Mark for dinner, and when the children went to sleep, Erica took both of our hands and guided us to the bedroom. She stripped and lay in our marriage bed. She said, "I want one of you on each side."
Mark and I caressed her the way I know she likes. He seemed timid at first, and I was probably a little too aggressive at first. Erica writhed under our touch. She cooed and made noises of pleasure I hadn't heard for months. Mark kissed her neck and teased her nipples while my tongue lapped her folds. She jerked in orgasm while clamping my head in her thighs. When she became coherent, she said, "I want you inside me."
I wasted no time. I stripped and mounted her. I slid in easily as always and grunted my pleasure as I thrust. She French kissed Mark and ran her fingers through his hair while I panted and sweated. The sheen of perspiration from her first orgasm dried, and I suggested a new position.
Mark flopped on his back with his head on my pillow. Erica climbed onto her hands and knees and pulled his cock into her mouth. I slid back and forth within her body. I always enjoyed doggy style, but it wasn't one of her favorites. Mark came in Erica's mouth, but I couldn't finish. Something about the scene put me off. I just didn't feel right, and as much as I wanted to blow a load, I couldn't get over the edge. I pulled out frustrated as my erection softened.
"Mmmm, your turn big boy," she said around Mark's penis.