Cheating on My Wife

My cock was hard and ready for action. It was 11:00pm on a typical weeknight at my house and I was trying to work my wife's thoughts around to some sex. To say that her interest in sex had fallen over the past few years was an understatement, we had gone from everyday, to every other day, to a couple of times a month, and I don't think she would even care all that much about ever having sex except when I the issue. I was frustrated to say the least and masturbated at least three times a week, but that did not seem to help the problem. The question was what to do about it, but for tonight I was hoping to get some action. We were watching the weather on the 11:00 local news. My wife has always been fascinated by knowing what the weather is going to do tomorrow, and all I could think about was getting my cock into her tight pussy. The kids were asleep, it was just the two of us, and I was hoping for some action.

I curled up around her bringing my rock hard cock against her hip, and ran my hands up and around her shoulders, just grazing the curve of her breast as I ran my hands down her arm. Her eyes never wavered from the TV, and I moved my hips a little rubbing my stiff cock up and down her leg a little. "So how are feeling tonight," I asked her when my obvious sexual advance did not seem to interest her.

"I'm really tired and I have a ton to do tomorrow," she answered in a tone that let me know that my obvious advance was about to get shot down. "I am just really not in the mood much."

Now I have never understood why she made sex sound like work, and how her mood affected her ability to give me a good fuck, but I knew from her tone that no matter how much I begged I had no hope of doing it with her tonight. It had been almost two weeks since we last humped, and her period would start in a couple of more days and that time was always out of the question in her mind, so I knew I was totally screwed, and not in the way I wanted to be. I rolled over and gave a big sigh of frustration.

"I don't know why you make such a big deal out of sex," she started in on me. "It's not like we never do it or anything. I just don't feel like it much. You don't want me to just do it even thought I don't want to do you?" she said to me somewhat defiantly.

I knew that my options were limited and that if I didn't want to have the same old argument that I would have to back down and just put up with my almost sexless marriage. The problem was that I loved this woman, and she was almost perfect in every other aspect of you life. The other problem was that I still found her very attractive. Having kids had only enhanced her body, and her big tits, tight ass, and pretty face made me the envy of all of our friends. All the men in the neighborhood wanted to be me, but they had no ideas how little sex my lovely wife was willing to dole out to me. Once I had waited to see if she would ever come onto me if I did not approach her. I made it six weeks before I finally gave up. She never even tried to initiate sex; I think she would have happily just gone on forever without letting me fuck her. She just refused to spread her legs for me on a frequent enough basis. That's when I made the decision that I was going to find sex elsewhere. I was going to cheat on my wife. If she would not meet my needs I was going to have to find my fucking somewhere else. The question was how to do it? I have never considered it before, should I go after a woman in the neighborhood, at work, or some complete stranger. Maybe even a prostitute? I lay back in our bed thinking about how to accomplish my desired liaison while my wife continued to watch the news.