He Deserves It, Don’t You Think?

Everyone Knows Boyfriends Get What They Want ...and Husbands Live With It.

A Very Stressful Evening: I have been very stressed because of something my wife dropped on me. I’ve known, since last week, that she is seeing her boyfriend tonight. But last night she informed me that she’s considering letting him fuck her ass. I was shocked and have been struggling all day not to be hurt or angry about it. (In 11 years of marriage, she’s never let me do that.)

Just now, as she was getting undressed to shower, I was all hands all over her and she took me by my penis and began gently breaking the news of her decision to me, while stroking my penis. She reminded me that she loves me very much. But she explained things in a new set of terms: Her boyfriend decides what they do. It’s out of her hands. Her job is simply to service his sexual wants and needs. He cums wherever he wants and if he decides to fuck her ass, then he’ll fuck her ass – it’s his decision. 

”He’s my boss and he owns my body,” she told me as she rubbed my penis.

”Do you want him to fuck your ass?” I asked. 

”Yeah. Yeah I do," she answered. "I hope he does it tonight,” she added.

You can just imagine my jealousy. She continued, 

“You’ve had 10 years to get up the nerve and you never did,” she explained. And she’s right, I simply never got up the nerve to ask my wife if we could have anal sex. 

"T., on the other hand, has been enthralled with my ass since the day we met last year. He’s been trying to pry his way in there with his cock every time we’re together. So … he wins out. If he tries tonight, he gets to have my ass,” she declared.

“Maybe we can start doing that this weekend?” I suggested.

“Uh … I doubt it. Actually T. has been talking about me being exclusive with him,” She informed me as she continued to rub my penis.

“What!? You’re not really considering that, are you? What about his live-in girlfriend?!”

“Well, he talks about ME being exclusively for him. Of course he would keep having sex with his girlfriend. Am I thinking about it? Like I said, it’s not my decision. If he decides I’m exclusively for him, then that’s how it is," she explained firmly.

“What about me?! I’m your husband!” I protested.

“Don’t worry sweetie. I’m sure he’ll understand you need a hand job occasionally. I’ll put in a good word for you,” she replied.