kinky wife (1)

Date: Sun Jun 7 02:04:18 1998
From: amok (Lebanon)
Subject: Kinky Wife

Anita and I were married 4 months ago, both of us for the second time. When I first met her 9 months ago she was working as an stewardesses and at that time still separated from her Lebanese husband, Hassan. Being more than double her age, I'm 56, I was constantly concerned of my ability to satisfy her physically as she had on numerous occasions referred to Hassan as a "useless prick". While I managed to muster a chuckle each time she made that comment I had developed own fears over my own physical inadequacies achieving and maintaining an erection. By chance, I travelled on business frequently prior to our marriage and Anita's mood swings had kept our sexual activities to an absolute minimum. Most of our interludes would involve quick handjobs at the office where I would either fail to get hard or ejaculate. We would speak about my stress at work and Anita would reassure me that things would get better after we were married. Some how I desperately wanted to believe her.

The first three nights of our marriage were probably the proudest and most embarrassing moments of my life as Anita tried time after time each night to induce an erection. Anita was always optimistic in front of me but after three nights of trying, I finally caught her masturbating in the toilet.

During the next few months of our marriage I became obsessed with the idea fact that she was sleeping around. I had resorted to satisfying my wife orally for the last 6 months and while I felt that a healthy woman of her age would desire to be taken completely, Anita had always assured me that she was different and contented with what I could offer.

My curiosity eventually got the better of me and I began to ask Anita about her past lovers in the desperate hope that she would continue to take her reassuring position. Anita however felt that I had no right to demand that she share her pass with me and was extremely put-off by my questions on their cock sizes. She siad that I was a pervert and warned me never to bring it up again. I made the mistake of ignoring this warning and brought up the subject again as we were returning home from a ballet last weekend. Anita remain silent during the entire journey home and I knew that this was the calm before the storm. I received a call from Anita yesterday morning. She asked me to look inside my brief case. In a brown paper bag I found a clear tubes a cylinder and pump which, to my embarrassment, I immediately recognised as a penis developer. We had not had sex for over a week and I found myself shaking with excitement as I rushed into the washroom with the parcel tugged inside my coat.

Once inside I unzipped my trouser front and fitted the clear cylinder over my penis and watched with bated breath as my cock engorged itself into a full erection. I had not seen myself this excited in years and I caught myself masturbating while thinking of Anita. Reluctantly I forced myself to stop as I wanted to share the moment with Anita that evening. I slipped a rubber band over my cock and took off the cylinder.