A few days ago I had to explain to my husband of 14 years that he just isn't any good when it comes to sex. I mean, he is OK orally and has good fingers but when he gets over me and almost smothers me, I don't feel his dick. I know it's there and it isn't that he has some tiny thing that i can't feel. I just can't feel any pleasure from it. I am very uncomfortable when he gets on top of me and he always refused to change positions. He liked it. His weight had increased over the years and I have remained a little skinny. his belly is big and now he hardly reaches me unless I spread my legs uncomfortably wide. I would actually put them over his shoulders if he let me but no, he wants my legs together. Not sure if he realizes he is fucking my legs that are together and maybe once in a while actually touches my love spot with his tip. You would thing that when i have to clean up his wet spot under my legs every single time he would have a clue. He doesn't seem to.

So, I finally tired of it a few days ago. I have been tired of it for a long time but I finally got up enough courage to just tell him that. It wasn't easy. I wasn't worried about anything physical from him, he isn't that type of person. I was more worried about his ego being squashed. He is a pretty proud man and his ego is easily hurt. I wasn't sure of his reaction when I tell him but, he needs to understand.

I grabbed the courage and I had him sit down. Must be serious he tells me. It is to me I responded. I went on to explain that he just doesn't do it in bed when it comes to sex. That he never satisfies me and I think he owes me better that what he gives now. I explain all the problems with positions and his weight and i did tell him that he just fucks my legs and never my love spot because of my legs always being together and his belly keeping him away from reaching me. He asked, just where did you lean all this sex stuff? You were a virgin when I married you.

I can read. I can gather information from creditable sources you know and who ever said I was a virgin when we got married? You said that, he proclaimed. No, I never said that, I never said anything about being a virgin or not, I told him. You never asked and so I never offered that information. He got up and walked the length of the room and back. He sat back down and looked straight at me. Tell you what he says. Would you be willing to give me a hand or blowjob maybe once every couple weeks if i allow you to go and find someone to fuck you the way you want? What i asked? I think you heard me, he says. You want me to go and fuck someone else as long as you get some action every couple weeks, I asked. Sure, he says. Why do you think I want to go and get fucked by someone else, I asked. Easy, you don't get fucked right by me and I'm not changing the way I fuck. If you want to get fucked your way you will need to find someone to do just that. Make no difference to me what you decide as long as you get me off at least once every couple of weeks. I would be happy with that, he tells me. he then gets up and goes watch TV.

Damn, I wanted him to say he would change but what I get is a no big deal, go fuck someone else, just make sure I cum every two weeks. What the hell was that, I wondered. he really doesn't care if I'm happy or not. OK, I'll bite, I am currently looking for a lover. No strings attached. I will get my sexual satisfaction. For sure. I already have a couple guys in mind who always flirt with me when they see me. Seems a good place to start.