Much as I would love to

Despite the stimulation, my cock remained dormant. It had quickly become limp after the most recent orgasm. I loved feeling my wife next to me, and gently tried to steer her touches into afterglow, rather than secondary foreplay.

After a few moments, Kaila drew back, and looked at me with a questioning expression.

"You don't want to?" she asked, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Spirit is willing," I explained, touching her body with my hands.

"I'm just... HORNY!" Kaila widened her eyes at the last word, a grin on her face.

"Well, if you would like me to..." I shrugged, beginning to slide down on her body.

"No." She pulled me back up and looked me in the face. "It's ok."

"I just... I get the feeling you want to be with someone else tonight." I said, thinking out loud.

"I love you." She replied, biting her lip softly, "I just... You're right..."

I nodded, looking her in the eyes. I did love her, and I trusted her.

"I don't own you." I looked at the door to the room, and then back at her. "You do what you want."

Her eyes sparkled, and her eyebrows rose. She leaned forward, kissing me softly on the lips, before sliding nude out of the bed. She pulled on her bathrobe, and went to the door.

"I do love you." She said, looking back at me, before she was gone, the door closed behind her.

I sat there for a moment, thinking about what would happen. I knew that Kaila would make love to Charlotte. Strangely, that realization brought no anger, and merely a slight tinge of jealousy. My wife's love was not in question, and it wasn't like Charlotte could get her pregnant...

I chuckled, pulling the blanket up to cover my body. I breathed softly, craning my ear to listen for Kaila's voice in the main room. Occasionally I would hear a tone that I thought was hers, but it would soon be gone.

A minute, then another went by, and there was no sign of Kaila returning. The darkness of then room was pleasantly neutral, a background of black which my thoughts played upon. I felt my mind starting to wander, the thoughts a preview of the coming sleep.

A crack of light was my first sign of a presence in the room, as the door opened. I opened my eyes to see a female figure, silhouetted in the dim hallway light.