It's hard seeing you so frustrated...

I walked over to her and took her by the hand and sat her down next to me on the couch. I looked into her eyes and said, "Tell me what you are thinking about. It is Ok, don't be embarrassed; just tell me."

She took a breath and looked up at me, and the words spilled out of her. "Well, I've been thinking about your sexual experience versus mine. When we got married I knew you were a very sexual person, and that it wasn't a big deal to you, it's just part of who you are. I started seeing you because you're kind, and you make me laugh, and you really make an effort to make me happy when it counts. No, no false modesty, you're the best man I've ever met. Ever. But what I didn't tell you, I lied even, was that I'd never had anyone else. Not in college, not in high school. I barely even did anything for myself. I was all closed up sexually and you helped me open those doors. But I'm thinking of something you said very early on, that you learned something from every woman you slept with, and you were a little sad thinking that marriage was going to put an end to that. The last couple of months, I could see you've been extra frustrated when I've been tired or not ready for you. I know you look at other women and think about them, I can tell. But I know how loyal and loving you are to me. So..." she swallowed. "So I just wanted to say that if you needed some variety, I wouldn't stand in your way."

"Lisa?" I said, not sure I believed what I was hearing. She was obviously finding this difficult, but when I saw her chest moving with fast deep breaths, I could see her nipples were erect with sexual excitement.

"Don't say yes or no yet. There are a couple of other things. If you want to sleep with anyone else, I need to meet them first. I don't want you mixed up with anyone who can't clean up their own messes. No crazy women or troublemakers, or people who can't respect our marriage. And no secrets. No closed doors. No lies. That's why I was asking about Jeri. I can see she turns you on. A lot. And I think she and Tom must have an agreement about sleeping around, but I don't know if I trust them to play fair."

"How would you really feel about it? Me having sex with Jeri, or another woman?"

My wife took a deep breath. "I want you to get what you need to be happy."

"Will you really feel better about it? What do you get?"

"If you're happier, I'll be happier." She pressed her lips together. "And...and if I can see it works for you..." Her chin trembled. "Maybe I can learn a few new things too?" A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Oh, sweetheart," I said. "I would never stand in your way either."

She trembled. "I'm afraid," she said. "but I want you to think about giving it a try."

"Okay."

"No funny business," she said. "This isn't a license to screw around behind my back. And don't rush it. I don't want you to sleep with someone we wouldn't feel good having as a friend. If you have your eye on Jeri, we need to make sure she isn't... well, that she could be a friend. Not just that she's available. There might be much better choices. Remember it would be our choice together."

"No worries," I said.

"And I want to be able to be there," Lisa said. "I don't want my imagination to run away with me."

My half-hard cock stiffened up, thinking of Lisa watching me fucking Barbie-esque blonde Jeri. "The door is always open to you, sweetheart. I want you there. And if you want to try someone...my blessings. Someone who we'd want as a friend."

Lisa nodded and closed her eyes, then opened them. "Let's to bed, darling," she said, having said enough for now.

"Let's do it on the couch, darling," I said. "Look at who's in the mirror." I looked across the room to a large mirror on the living room wall. Lisa's face, lips parted, flushed pink under dark brown hair, nestled close to mine. Her petite body was curled round me. "They look so hot," I said. "Maybe they can be our friends. Our friends with benefits."

"I want to see you..." Lisa said, looking at your reflections in the mirror. "I want to see you lick that girl until she's ready to come, and then take her from behind so she can watch in the mirror."

I rolled up Lisa's T-shirt to expose her sensitive little belly, and undid the button of her shorts. The woman in the mirror looked breathlessly excited. "Your wish is my command," I said.