I’m a successful guy with a beautiful wife, who is a successful executive herself. About two years ago I had a seriously stupid affair with an attractive woman at my firm. It lasted six weeks, and then my wife busted us. She did the usual and threw my sorry ass out of the house; I deserved it, I admit. We separated for six months, and after major begging, promises never to do it again, and some intense sessions with a marriage counselor, my wife took me back. You’re probably thinking, “So what is the problem, pal?” Well, here goes:
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A couple of weeks ago I was snooping around my wife’s desk while she was at the gym and found one of her journals from around the time we were separated. While we were apart she and her bisexual best friend had a fling. It wasn’t just a minor little “Oh, I got drunk, we kissed and fondled each other” thing. It was a full-blown fuck fest! My wife wrote about having her brains fucked out by her friend using a strap-on in every position imaginable. She even took it up the ass from this woman! Not to mention she allowed her little bi-strumpet to tie her up, spank her, and eat her pussy! I am now unsure about our marriage. Am I wrong to feel threatened by this affair? I went through her more recent journals and didn’t find any other mention of incidents like this. Yet I am still hurt and angry. Am I wrong to feel this way, Dan? Please tell me if I am.
–Pissed-off New Yorker
While these boys take pleasure fantasizing about saving your soul, WTACBMB, you take pleasure fantasizing about stuffing their holes. It sounds like a perfectly wonderful arrangement to me, and it’s not one you should feel the least bit guilty about. Enjoy the fresh-scrubbed face time, OK?
These are the kinds of uplifting stories I want to hear. Send your tales of Horrifying Holiday Sex to me at mail@savagelove.net, and I’ll publish them over the holidays. Best one wins a $75 gift certificate to Toys in Babeland.
