Unsatisfactory

Meanwhile, across town, Faith was less than pleased. Sure, she was getting on the plus-side, but Douglas's stamina still hadn't improved. She'd had enough.

"Douglas, sweetie," she said. Douglas was snoring on top of her, his small cock having fallen out of her pussy, his seed leaking down her thigh.

"Hmm?" Douglas said groggily.

"This isn't working," Faith said seriously.

"What isn't working?" Douglas asked.

"I mean... our sex life isn't working. You're a good guy, and I love you, I really do ... but I think we should have an open marriage."

Douglas was already back to half asleep. But that was music to his ears.

"Sure, honey ... sweet dreams."

Faith gently pushed him off to the side. At least he should have offered to get her off, she thought with a frown.