As crazy as things may seem in Stacy's and my marriage, our life had settled into a fairly routine existence. Outside of Stacy's insatiable need for Ricky's sexual ability our life was like anyone else's. Then, Stacy got a text from Ricky around 10 am Sunday. Stacy and I were still hanging out in bed when she got the text. And like she does whenever he summons her, she got up right away and put on some shorts and a tank t...

For the next two weeks or so Stacy and Rick were together at least six times. To the best of my count, they used the Jacuzzi/pool two of those times and were next door at his house three times. One of the times she was at Ricky's she didn't return home until 4 am. She was getting fucked by Ricky; at least every other day, and yet, her energy was up and she had never seemed happier. Lately, she had that glow that only a we...

I lay in our king-size bed tossing and turning until 3:47 a.m. Stacy tip-toed into the bedroom. She had had nothing on but a dirty yellow tee shirt of Ricky's. It covered her butt, but not her sexy legs. I wanted to rush to her and tell her how much I love her and that I would try to be a better sexual partner. But, instead, I rolled over on my side and faced the wall. Up to this point, Stacy has been discreet in her invo...