You hurt me

Helen approached the bed. She suddenly felt very self-conscious about her nudity so grabbed a T-shirt and put it on. She got on the bed and sat with her legs crossed and waited for the hammer to fall.

“Love, that was… It was too much,” said Mike. Helen didn’t say anything but she silently nodded. “You know I’m a masochist but the pain I get from knowing you are sleeping with other people is enough. I don’t need all that stuff that was said tonight. You didn’t mean it did you?” he asked, heavy with emotion.

Helen’s head snapped around in shock. She saw her husband on the verge of tears. She threw herself into his lap. She cradled his face and kissed him all over his face. “No, my love, no, no. I didn’t mean it. They were just words. They were in the heat of the moment to turn him on, they didn’t mean anything I swear.”

“You sounded like you enjoyed saying them.”

Helen was stumped. She did enjoy saying them, not because she believed them but because it had been a naughty thing to do. She decided to be honest. She sat back on his legs, her face down. “I did enjoy it,” she said solemnly. “It turned him on when I said it and it felt naughty to say bad things about you. I liked that part of it.” She looked up at him with tears on her cheeks. “That doesn't mean I meant them. It was just a game.”

“It hurt me to hear you say them.”

“I didn’t know,” she cried. “You like it when I tease you and talk about other people being better, I thought you might like this too. I’m sorry,” she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on to him like he was going to be swept away from her. “I never wanted to hurt you, I wanted you to enjoy it.”

“Do you really think I would have liked to be beaten up by him?”

“It was just words.”

“You came really hard.”

“It was naughty and dangerous. I was at his mercy and it was exciting. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He held her and stroked her back. “Are you okay? Are we okay? Please say something.”

“I’m okay just, promise me you won’t talk like that about me again unless you actually mean it.”

“What do you mean by, if I actually mean it?” she asked.

“If you mean it then I know our marriage is over. I can’t be with someone who thinks of me that way.”

Helen sat back on his knees with a look of horror. She then folded in on herself and her body shook with sobs. “I don’t want our marriage to be over. I didn’t mean it. It was just a game. You have to believe me, you have to.”

Mike leaned forward and cradled her. “I believe you. I still want you to be my wife.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Helen clung onto him again and they both cried together. They couldn’t say how long but it didn’t matter. They stayed together until they were both calm again. Helen sat back and they looked at each other and wiped away the tears from each other's faces. “You know, I’m glad this happened,” said Mike.

Helen half sobbed and half laughed “Why?”

“Because now we know.”

“Know what?”

“Where the line is. I now know that I like you sleeping with other people. I even quite like the teasing about how much better they are than me but I don’t like you being openly mean or hostile towards me. I wouldn’t have known that if it hadn't happened.”

“You still want me to sleep with other people?”

“If you want to.”

“I mean, apart from just now I’ve been enjoying it. What do I do if someone is mean to you?” she asked.

Mike thought about it. “I don’t think I care what other people say. I only care about what you say. Just don’t get swept into being nasty about me.”

“I promise,” she said while making a little x on her heart. She kissed him on the lips. “Can we make love now?” she asked.

“Are you still horny?”

She shook her head. “No, I just want to feel close to you.”

Mike smiled and said, “I’ll try my best.” He kissed her and they rolled over so Mike was on top. “Can I cum inside you?”

She looked lovingly at him and said, “If you really want to. I don’t mind. But,” she added. “If you do, just remember that I won’t be able to tease you about it anymore.”

He came on her belly as he always did.