An Evening with Melanie

Written by: Anonymous

The transformation of my wife from voyeur to threesome participant.

My wife and I had what I would consider an extremely boring sex life for
most of our 12 years of marriage.  We were consistent in that we had 
sex every week, but it was becoming more like a household chore than a 
special evening together.  All of that was about to change.  I'm not 
sure what exactly caused this transformation, but the ride so far has 
been extremely sweet. 

The story that will unfold is from our current state.  I'll skip the
first 12 years and 9 months because little or nothing exciting 
occurred.  Sure we had some high notes with mutual masturbation and 
oral sex, but those high notes quickly faded. 

In January of this year, my wife and I had one of our more heated
arguments.  I had bottled my sexual frustration to a point where little 
things were starting to upset me.  We were becoming the old married 
couple.  Little or no time together.  Our idea of a fun time included 
little or no sexual excitement.  I was looking for something more than 
what I had been receiving.  I exploded on Stephanie with 12 years of 
marital frustration. 

In fairness to her, I had never shared my concerns or thoughts or
fantasies.  In the end, we agreed to spend a little more one-on-one 
time.  I hoped it was enough. 

Our first night out together had us going to a local seafood restaurant.
We sat and talked sipping wine and enjoying each other's company. 

"I think I'm getting drunk."  Stephanie said. 

"That's not a bad thing.  It usually softens you up." 

She ignored the comment and broke into a conversation about work.  "At
work the other day, Mark comes up to me and made one of his more 
meaningless comments." 

Mark worked with Stephanie at a local business.  He was crude, but
humorous.  He and his wife typically shared some interesting sexual 
experiences.  Mark was a tell-all kind of guy.  I think he used to 
share his events with Stephanie because she comes across prudish.  He 
knew she would be disgusted and react in a negative way. 

"What now?"  I asked feigning interest. 

"He said he bought a vibrator.  His wife had 3 orgasms in a matter of
minutes.  Do you think that's possible?  I wish he would stop telling 
me his sexual stories.  It's not that I mind what he's saying, but I 
really don't want to hear about someone else's sex life."  Stephanie 
was just babbling through conversation not waiting on an answer to any 
question. 

We ended dinner and headed back to the house.  The kids were in bed.  I
paid the sitter and sent her on her way. 

I headed back up to our room.  "I have to admit something, but I don't
want you to get mad." 

"What?" 

"I bought a vibrator." 

"What?  When?  Why?" 

"I was just out and about.  I've been thinking about it for some time. 
The moment came up and here we go." 

"Where'd you get it?  You didn't let anyone see you buy it did you?" 
Stephanie said nervously. 

"Relax.  I bought it very discretely.  No one saw me buy it.  After our
discussion the other night, I read up on some ways to stimulate our sex 
life.  I just thought it might be an interesting diversion.  Want to 
try it?" 

"Do you know how to use one?" 



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