Straight Female / 55
Long time married, one man woman, since I took my wedding vows I have been 100% faithful to my loving, gentle, considerate husband. We have enjoyed a rich and varied sex life and yes I still buy my smalls from Marks and Spencer's.
About 12 months ago my husband developed a little problem, he could not keep an erection or if he did it would all end prematurely I am sure you know what I mean. Well this little problem was making my husband tense and anxious, I was OK with it as he is a skilled lover with his tongue and fingers and he always made sure I was satisfied even before his little problem arose.
I knew from his demeanor that it was getting him down so I had a look on line at what might be the problem as he was adamant that he wasn't going to the doctors to discuss his lack of sex life.
Lots of things could have been the issue to his little problem, so tried a change of diet, exercise, cut out salt, everything, nothing helped. I was not going to watch my husband fall into a state of depression, so again I turned to the internet, without him knowing I was looking at some sites that made me blush! I found one that suggested ways to excite him and one was dedicated to husbands who actually got a kick from seeing their wives being intimate with other men! What a terrible thought, well to me anyway.
So I tried a little deception one night with my husband once we had gone to bed. I always sleep in just a pair of panties, however once in bed we had a little pillow talk and I was suggesting to him that he might like to fondle my breasts or my round buttock's, as always he obliged and it didn't take me long to enjoy the intimacy and the feelings he was arousing. I reached over and felt for his penis, alas it was limp and small. I made up my mind that as I am a woman I should be able to arouse my husband one way or the other.
I suggested that he removes my panties, of course he slid them off, with a little help from me, well I lifted my bottom. Once they were off I removed his boxers and held my panties against his penis and slowly stroked it. Nothing, not even a twitch, then a light bulb moment, I remembered that horrible web site.
I leaned in closer to my husband, my boobs almost in his face, I whispered in his ear, "I have been very naughty." He looked at me and I asked "how naughty do you want me to have been?" He looked at me with lust in his eyes and said "you can have been as naughty as you like." Well that took me back a bit, now I had to think as the only man I had known in that sense was my husband, he is the only man I have ever slept with and now I was going to have to make him think I had slept with someone else? Difficult enough.
I removed my panties and hand from his penis and took it in my mouth, it was so small and helpless, I licked it and sucked it and that gave me time to think. I sat up and knew how much my husband liked to see me in stockings and suspenders, so that's how I stated I was dressing up to go out, I told him I would wear my panties over the garter straps so they could be removed easily. I said that I would be out and would make sure the seams on my stockings were straight, my skirt was just long enough to reach my knees and my breasts would be pert. I told him how on the bus home from my night out with my girl friends I was standing and could feel a hand moving up my leg and stopped when it reached my stocking top. I told my husband I thrust my bottom back until it made contact with the man standing behind me, who I was sure had his hand up my skirt. I felt his hand move up until his finger traced my slit through my panties. This was getting too much for me and I was getting aroused, I felt for my husbands penis, it was growing, he told me not to stop, he wanted to know all the details. I told him that we got off the bus and stopped at a little guest house. Inside we checked in as Mr and Mrs Smith, I told my husband he fucked me all night. I felt my husbands penis stiffen, he asked me if that were true and I said yes. He got on top of me and for the first time in months we had sex the old fashioned way, him on top, me underneath. My husband was back to fuck me properly. I had a tear in my eye, I was enjoying it but felt bad that I had deceived him into thinking I had slept with another man. I never have or never will do, but I feel bad that he may think I have done?
About 12 months ago my husband developed a little problem, he could not keep an erection or if he did it would all end prematurely I am sure you know what I mean. Well this little problem was making my husband tense and anxious, I was OK with it as he is a skilled lover with his tongue and fingers and he always made sure I was satisfied even before his little problem arose.
I knew from his demeanor that it was getting him down so I had a look on line at what might be the problem as he was adamant that he wasn't going to the doctors to discuss his lack of sex life.
Lots of things could have been the issue to his little problem, so tried a change of diet, exercise, cut out salt, everything, nothing helped. I was not going to watch my husband fall into a state of depression, so again I turned to the internet, without him knowing I was looking at some sites that made me blush! I found one that suggested ways to excite him and one was dedicated to husbands who actually got a kick from seeing their wives being intimate with other men! What a terrible thought, well to me anyway.
So I tried a little deception one night with my husband once we had gone to bed. I always sleep in just a pair of panties, however once in bed we had a little pillow talk and I was suggesting to him that he might like to fondle my breasts or my round buttock's, as always he obliged and it didn't take me long to enjoy the intimacy and the feelings he was arousing. I reached over and felt for his penis, alas it was limp and small. I made up my mind that as I am a woman I should be able to arouse my husband one way or the other.
I suggested that he removes my panties, of course he slid them off, with a little help from me, well I lifted my bottom. Once they were off I removed his boxers and held my panties against his penis and slowly stroked it. Nothing, not even a twitch, then a light bulb moment, I remembered that horrible web site.
I leaned in closer to my husband, my boobs almost in his face, I whispered in his ear, "I have been very naughty." He looked at me and I asked "how naughty do you want me to have been?" He looked at me with lust in his eyes and said "you can have been as naughty as you like." Well that took me back a bit, now I had to think as the only man I had known in that sense was my husband, he is the only man I have ever slept with and now I was going to have to make him think I had slept with someone else? Difficult enough.
I removed my panties and hand from his penis and took it in my mouth, it was so small and helpless, I licked it and sucked it and that gave me time to think. I sat up and knew how much my husband liked to see me in stockings and suspenders, so that's how I stated I was dressing up to go out, I told him I would wear my panties over the garter straps so they could be removed easily. I said that I would be out and would make sure the seams on my stockings were straight, my skirt was just long enough to reach my knees and my breasts would be pert. I told him how on the bus home from my night out with my girl friends I was standing and could feel a hand moving up my leg and stopped when it reached my stocking top. I told my husband I thrust my bottom back until it made contact with the man standing behind me, who I was sure had his hand up my skirt. I felt his hand move up until his finger traced my slit through my panties. This was getting too much for me and I was getting aroused, I felt for my husbands penis, it was growing, he told me not to stop, he wanted to know all the details. I told him that we got off the bus and stopped at a little guest house. Inside we checked in as Mr and Mrs Smith, I told my husband he fucked me all night. I felt my husbands penis stiffen, he asked me if that were true and I said yes. He got on top of me and for the first time in months we had sex the old fashioned way, him on top, me underneath. My husband was back to fuck me properly. I had a tear in my eye, I was enjoying it but felt bad that I had deceived him into thinking I had slept with another man. I never have or never will do, but I feel bad that he may think I have done?
