The nature of marriage

It's a funny thing about long term relationships. How they can wax and wane, how they go through thighs and lows (a typo, but I like it - Ed), and how you can go from a night of **** sexiness to just not discussing it the next day.

As if it never happened...

It must have been in Helen's thoughts... I know I couldn't get it out of my head.

I genuinely couldn't understand why this had such a powerful effect on my. Sure, I get the idea that every man wants to see his wife looking and acting like a pornstar. But surely for her husband! Where does the eroticism of her shagging someone else come from?

There are all these powerful emotions and thoughts swirling round my body.

And Helen is carrying on as if nothing happened. And I am too embarrassed about my actions to bring it up. Surely she must know I am embarrassed. Help me out here Helen, bring up the subject to let me off the hook.

But no, I am here stewing in my own juices, confused, humiliated by the thought that my wife has effectively told me that my cock is too small She can't really have meant that , can she? and that I don't satisfy her in bed.

The more I rationalise it, the more I think she's just playing me. Good one, ha ha. Got me. Was erotic and fun, but time to move on to watching a threesome with two girls and a guy, or some lesbian dykes going at it. Let's get back into some proper macho porn. None of this submissive shit.

You can rationalise anything in your head.