I want to get fucked by a stranger.

"YOU WHAT?!" Jack screamed. "How could you even..."

"I'm sorry..." Paula pulled up a sheet to cover herself. "I just thought... I've been fantasizing for a while now."

Jack stood up in protest. "Fantasizing?? I've been fantasizing about fucking two chicks at once all my life and you don't see me going around telling that to you. What the hell is wrong with you woman? Am I not enough for you, is that it?"

Paula started to sob. "It's just... I'm sorry, okay. It was stupid to think... I love you, Jack."

Jack lowered his voice, realizing how **** she felt. "Don't cry... Oh, for the love of God, stop crying." He said.

"Why is she making me feel bad about this?" He thought. "It was her crazy-ass idea."

"I thought we could... *SOB* ...find our spark once again... If we... If we... tried other people. Both of us know that lately it has not felt like it used to." Paula tried to explain herself.

"We?" Jack asked.

"Well yeah, I would never try anything like that without you... *SOB*" Paula said, took a paper handkerchief Jack gave her and blew her nose into it.

Jack paused. "What do you mean?"

"I want to do it with you." She told him. "I want us to do it together. I want you to be there for me, and I will be there for you."

Jack was still unsure if this was some weird dream he still hasn't woken up from. The day started pretty well, but this he did not expect. Of course he fantasized about fucking other women, men do it all the time. But he never thought of actually doing it, let alone admitting it to his wife of three years.

"What do you want me to say?" He asked her.

"Have you never thought of fucking another? She said.

"Of course I have. But I would nev..." He told her.

"AHA!" She cut him off. "So you have. And so have I. So do I." She said, and placed her hand on his knee. "And I would never do it without your permission." She looked up at him. "That is why I am asking for it."

"Well..." He said.

"You can do it too." She cut him off again. "If you want to."

"Do what?" He asked her.

"Fuck another woman." She said.

"And you would let that happen?" He was perplexed, confused and excited at the same time.

"Of course, I love you and I want you to be happy." She smiled, her tears dry.

"I'll think about it, maybe, okay." He told her. "Lets get to work, we'll talk tonight."