Tell her the Truth

"I need to discuss something with you but I need you to bare with me, because it's kinda serious."

You wife stops rubbing the lotion into her bare legs and looks up at you, her face fallen and her eyes already turning sad. You're terrified, but **** yourself to continue.

"I want to know if you've ever thought about other guys."

"What are you asking me?" she shakes her head as her eyes well up even more. "Of course, I'd never cheat on you. I love you."

"No, not cheating, I mean, if I knew about it. What if I let you to have sex with another man?"

You're sure she can hear the nervousness in your voice, but you try to remain calm, if only because you hope that it will keep her placated at the same time.

"Let me?" She screws up her cute face. "Why would you let me have sex with another man? Are you saying you want me to sleep around? You want whore me out? And does it even matter what I want? If I don't another man besides you?"

"Of course it does, honey, I just thought it would be exciting. Something new after all this time, just the two of us. And it wouldn't be just anyone. I was talking to Matt and..."

"Matt!" she stands up and turns away from you, then quickly back, as if she literally isn't sure where to turn. "You want me to fuck your best friend."

"No! It's not like that. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Just let him take you out on Friday, and if the mood takes you..."

"If the mood takes me, let him fuck me? That's it, huh? Rather than come back home to my husband to deal with my desires, you want me to jump Matt. You really think you want that? To share me with your best friend?"

"Look, Matt and I were just talking. He's thinking about his future, about getting married, and I told him about us. About the natural desires everyone has of feeling attracted to someone other than your partner, and he said in his relationships that usually ended with him cheating. I don't want either of us to get so tempted that we might end up doing something that actually hurts the other. So Matt suggested a swap."

The rest of your sentence is cut off by laughing from wife. You can see her distraught face start to lighten, as a brightness returns to her brown eyes. You aren't sure what you said to drive the tears away but you're sure it was the wrong thing to say.

"Ah, I see now. This isn't so much about me fucking Matt. It's about you fucking Kali."

"That's not true. It's about both of us," You try to convince her. "Ok, yes, that was the deal I take Kali while Matt gets you. But it's not like it's just sex. We're just meant to take you out to dinner and go from there. Nothing is certain."

"Okay so this is a game to the two of you. And Matt gets me, right? Sounds like you were real quick to pawn me off just for the chance of fucking some young blonde you barely know. You're un-fucking-believable."

She shakes her head. Every time you say something you only seem to make matters worse, so you decide not to say anything at all. In fact, in the morning, you're considering apologizing for the whole thing and calling Matt up to call the whole thing off. You see there's no way she's going to agree to the sex date.

"I knew this day was too good to be true. I just want to go to sleep so it can finally be over."

You begin getting ready for bed in silence while she finishes moisturizing. When you're finished, you try to slide into bed beside her, but she shoots you a glare over her shoulder.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Going to sleep."

"Not in this bed you aren't."

She points you to the door. Without arguing, you grab your pillow and leave. On your way downstairs you take a blanket from a hall closet to make the couch into a make-shift bed. As you lie down with the hard cushions digging into your back you think about Kali. Any chance to have sex with her is probably gone, and after tonight, you'll probably never know the touch of your wife again either.