Jane has always been terrible about taking her birth control pills, often forgetting one and then doubling up the next day.

We’re lucky we still only have one child.

She’s a wonderful child and we love her with all our hearts, but we don’t want any more. Jane was miserable during her pregnancy, so she definitely doesn’t want another.

After we have sex, there are rarely any tender moments and definitely no cuddling. I get a few seconds of refractory time and she’s pushing me off of her and heading for the bathroom.

“Gotta get vertical. Those little guys are not getting any help from me,” she will often say.

So, she decided to get a Mirena IUD, which will allow us worry-free unprotected sex (with each other only, of course) for five years. After that, I’ve decided to get snipped.

Two days after our first encounter, Jane had an appointment to get her IUD. This meant that we couldn’t fuck for 24 hours before the implantation and 48 hours after.

This, after I didn’t get to (ok…fine…couldn’t) fuck her at the club or afterward.

So, for several days, neither one of us was the person with whom we last had sex. I actually hadn’t fucked her since the previous Thursday!

By Tuesday night, I’m dying. I update our online profile to reflect our new “status” and am surfing around the other ads looking for an attractive couple, since we know we’re comfortable with it now. It has increased the number of potential candidates exponentially, that’s for sure.

She’s feeling better the day after the implantation and we are chatting with a couple who contacted us on the swinger’s site we frequent. They are local, pretty hot and 12 years younger than us. We are sharing pics - they are very attractive.

She is cute and blond, a little thick in the hips (which I love) and very nicely built. He is a little shorter than me, about 20 lbs. heavier than my sculpted 160 and very clean cut.

And they really like us! We set up a date for Saturday night to meet for a no pressure drink.

Are we turning into whores?

I’m not sure if care - I’m gonna be a happy man if I keep getting to fuck cute little 24-year-old pieces of ass and still come home with my wife.

After we are done chatting and watching Heroes, Jane heads up to bed. The power blips and I lose about 30 minutes of blogging. Grr.

Note to self: Use Word with AutoSave enabled instead of fucking Notepad to compose blog entries.

Ahh, the shit I go through to titillate my 5 6 readers…

I go upstairs to vent my frustration to Jane and she’s lying on the bed in a big t-shirt, no panties and little white footies. I love white socks, especially bobby socks or little lacy ones, but footies will do just fine.

We start talking about everything and I can’t help but start rubbing her ass and legs and back. I’m trying so hard to get something started, even though I know we can’t fuck. I wouldn’t want to take the chance of something going wrong and her getting hurt because I can’t go downstairs and just go jerk it for a night. I haven’t had to do that much lately, so a little self-love was not going to kill me.

I eventually give up voluntarily even though she didn’t seem to mind what I was doing.

“I’m going downstairs to jerk off and have a smoke. You need anything?” I ask.

“Nothing I’m allowed to have,” she answers, staring through me with her “Fuck Me” eyes.

Clearly I’m driving her as crazy as she’s driving me.

I know that look all too well, so I walk over the bed and whip out my semi-erect cock. She starts licking the tip, then sucking it and I’m rock hard almost instantly. She is bobbing up and down and licking the shaft, tickling my balls, trying her best to deep throat me.

Now, this is odd, because she typically cannot bear not to fuck if she’s been giving me head, it turns her on so much. I literally can count the number of times on one hand in ten years that I’ve gotten a blowjob and not fucked her after.

She gets me fully engorged and I pull away. I turn to leave.

At least I won’t have to look at much porn to get going…

I lean down to kiss her and she starts sucking me again.

I decide that I would rather masturbate with her (and maybe get some help) than do it alone and she agrees. So we get naked and she starts rubbing herself. I am cranking on my shaft like a piston engine, trying to get off.

Too dry. I need some lube. I reach over and grab the bottle of slippery good stuff from the nightstand and grease up my dick.

And she rolls over and says, “Why don’t you rub it on my ass and then come all over me?”

Sure!

I have a lubed cock, a lubed hand and her ass in front of me. After a few minutes of rubbing my dick in the crack of her ass and fingering her anus, she basically gives me the OK to fuck her up the ass.

For the first time.

Ever.

In 10 years.

What do you think I did?

Damn right.

I lube up her tight little browneye and then add some more lube. I very slowly, very carefully insert the head of my cock slid into her extremely slippery asshole and just let her get used to it for a few seconds. She gasps when I first penetrate her, but indicates she is OK to go.

“Not all the way, alright? I don’t think I can take it all,” she whispers.

After she has adjusted, I slowly start pumping, only penetrating her about halfway, maybe 2/3rds.

This feels so good. Much different than her pussy and definitely tighter. I start slowly in, then out, then back in a little farther and then just get a little rhythm going. She seems to be enjoying it, and if anything, doesn’t hate it.

And neither do I. This is not going to take long…

Nope that’ll about do it. Ohhhhh my.

Waves of pleasure engulf my entire body as I empty my load into her.

As I’m filling her ass with cum, a thought occurs to me: “I should have worn a condom. This is gonna be messy…”

I extract my cock from her ass, look down expecting the worst and, I’m clean!

Sweet!

I am one lucky motherfucker.

It’s been a banner week for me. I have had group sex, fucked a different woman and now she gives me her ass!

Man, this is the good life. I don’t even care that we’re dead broke!

Next: When it rains…