“Since when?” I asked coldly and pointedly from the bed to my husband who groped lightly into the room. Even I was surprised at how cold the voice was. The sudden voice in the dark room must have startled Mr. I’m sure.
“Hey! Don’t scare me, still awake?” Hubby thought I was long asleep. Of course, it’s now past 2:00 midnight.
“If you’re still awake, just light a lamp!” Said my husband who reached out to turn on the light, but I immediately stopped him.
“Don’t turn on the lights!” I said pointedly.
My eyes have long been accustomed to the darkness. Therefore, I can see my husband’s movements clearly without lighting the lamp. I don’t need to turn on the light now.
“What are you doing? If you’re not asleep, just light a lamp! I have to change my clothes!”
My husband grumbled and took off his shirt in the dark. After all, my husband was a bit vain, and I watched from the bed as he took off his shirt and loosened his tie, and my husband had so far not answered my first question.
“Honestly! Since when!” I asked once more.
“What? The business trip?” The husband asked rhetorically, pretending.
“Waiting this late to just ask you about your business trip?” I asked sarcastically.
“What are you doing? Turn on the light if you want to talk!”
“No, I don’t want to see your lying face again!”
“What do you mean?”
From the tone of my husband’s voice, it seemed to convey weakness. I slowly sat up from the bed.
“You won’t not understand! Still pretending? You think I’m still in the dark? Honestly when was it with that woman?” I asked in a tougher tone.
From the time I waited, I kept telling myself that I had to be calm, even though my husband was coming back from the woman’s place, but I still couldn’t be calm.
“What a woman! What a stupid thing to say. Like I’m having an affair!”
“Still pretending! But you’ve already let the cat out of the bag. I haven’t said you’re having an affair!”
“What a drain, just kidding! I’m exhausted from having guests today, why do I have to deal with whimsical you when I get home, give me a break!” Defending himself while roughly removing his shirt, the husband reached for the pajamas on his bed.
“You still won’t talk?” I asked in a low voice, my husband’s reaction was expected. I also didn’t think my husband would be so quick to talk about his affair.
“Why are you pretending? No means no, you’re weird! Hello! Are you having a seizure? What’s wrong?”
“That means I know you’re having an affair!”
“Why ….”
“I don’t want to talk about it, tell you and you’ll lie to me again. I want you to be honest before I lay out the evidence.”
“Really! Nonsense. Think about the money I have to have an affair. I’m dragged down like a dog by my mortgage every month, and my year-end bonus has almost been taken away by you. Besides, in this recession, the company is checking the expenses for treats very tightly, and sometimes I have to pay for it myself, so how can I have money to support a woman?” My husband said in a self-deprecating manner. If it was the past I, to my husband’s this defense, has long been believed, but …..
(Must be having an affair!) I said to myself. The husband had already put on his pajamas. I stared speechlessly at my husband who was hanging up his suit.
“What’s the matter, suddenly not talking! Know you’re imagining things!” My husband suddenly stopped moving and asked. He probably felt uneasy about my sudden silence!
“No, it’s not Hocus Pocus, I’m not falling for that again!” I said flatly.
“Why! On what basis do you have this conclusion out? Saying no means no. Or did someone tell you I was having an affair. Or do you have some kind of proof. Hey! Just tell me the truth!”
“Don’t be so loud, the fact that you’re so angry is evidence that you’re having an affair, and I already know that, so it’s in your better interest to be honest and think about how to discern that in the future.”
“How should I discern in the future? What kind of affair? There was no affair at all and you want to get a divorce, do you have a brain problem?” Said the husband covered the quilt. Probably intends to play sloppy again like this.
“You’re the one with the problem. Anyway, it’s come to this, so why don’t you just say it? Are you in love with her? If so, I’ll quit.”
“What a fool to the core, rambling to this point is violent enough, I won’t keep you company.” After saying this the husband got under the covers. Just as I thought, my husband was going to be sloppy like this tonight, pushing off the delay by sleeping.
I sat up from the bed and looked at my husband who had his back to me on the bed.
“So, tell me, why did you go to bed tonight without a shower? Did you wash at her place?” Asked mercilessly in a tone like an inspector.
“Ugh! What a nuisance, I’m tired and I’ve been drinking, what if I pass out in the bathroom? Just wash in the morning!” My husband said with his back to me.
“I knew you would say that. You answered just as I thought you would. But it doesn’t make sense. How come you went to bed without taking a shower late at night. I pretended to be asleep, but I’ve been watching you all along! Just like tonight, you touched the room in your suit, and then without a word you changed into your pajamas and went to sleep. But you didn’t take a bath this morning either. Don’t you always say that cleanliness is the most important thing for a salesperson? Yet you went to work two days without a shower, something is definitely wrong, which proves that you took a shower elsewhere.”
“Stop messing around, okay? I went to the sauna during the day on my way back to the office.”
“Lying over and over again. Going to the sauna at work? It’s not like you’re a bachelor!”
“Nonsense! It’s my freedom to go to the sauna, right? Why do you have to report even such a trivial matter?” The husband spoke in an agitated tone and pulled the quilt up over his head.
I jumped out of bed and pulled away the quilt covering my husband. And jumped into my husband’s bed and roughly removed his pajamas].
“What are you doing? I have to work tomorrow, are you going to deny me sleep?” My husband was angry, but I wasn’t going to stop when it came to this, no matter what, I was going to make him tell the truth tonight!
I held down my resisting husband and undressed him.
“What are you doing? Stop it!” My husband looked in amazement at my hand holding my husband’s prick.
Seven years of marriage and I have never asked for it, no, never held my husband’s prick until now, even though I wanted it so badly. But, now I just want my husband to admit the fact that he is having an affair! My husband hasn’t touched me in over a month, so if he wasn’t having an affair, he would want me. But, my husband’s prick was in my hand, not moving at all.
“Please, let me sleep! I have to get up very early tomorrow!” The husband pleaded.
Looking so close at my husband, I could clearly see his expression. A frown and a look of displeasure! And a cold sweat.
“What wife would smother a husband who came back from an affair?” I said looking straight at my husband.
“Stop it! I’m really angry!” My husband glared back at me, but I looked right back at him and my husband immediately averted his eyes.
“I’m the one who wants to be angry! Not touching me as a wife for a month or two! How old is she? Younger than me! The skin of a woman of twenty-two or three is beautiful, isn’t it? Not after thirty. When I married you, I didn’t have dark spots and my skin was smooth! You didn’t leave me alone every night. Just like then you never let her go every night!” I said in a series of deliberately sarcastic words that sounded like a spit in the face. It seemed to work.
“Also said! That there are women, if you know that kind of woman introduced to me well. What over thirty years old, you are only thirty years old and two months, how is like a woman at noon, married for seven years, any couple’s night life will surely be reduced, just like this all day and night to be noisy that there is an affair, it is still not good? Hey! Don’t grab there, not tonight!” My husband reaches out and tries to dislodge my hand and move his waist back. But, I gripped it harder. Knowing best that my husband’s affair is that dick.
“I didn’t tell you to fuck me, but right now, your dick still belongs to me. Or, have you already made a deal with some young woman to give it to her?” I raised my head and stared at my husband. Probably my husband’s eyes had gotten used to the darkness as well. This close should see my expression.
“That’s nasty! The ownership of my prick that goes to no one. Do you have to make me admit to an affair? The affair that never was!” The husband sighed and whispered.
“Not having an affair! Then it’s serious!”
“I don’t know who the person you’re referring to is?”
“You’re still pretending now!” I said with contempt. I rubbed my husband’s prick up and down. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had sex for a while! Just holding my husband’s prick made my body hot. However, my husband’s prick remained unchanged in my hand.
“What are you pretending?… You stop it!” The husband shouted angrily.
“To come back half dead tired and suspicious and not let me sleep, what kind of wife is there like you? This is already torture!”
“And to say that you make love to your heart’s content with another woman and don’t care about your own wife! That’s the penalty for me!” I said angrily.
“There’s no discernment! I’m very tired! And is a middle cadre in his forties. As soon as I arrived at the company, there were orders from above every day for some new product idea, and the ministry was clamoring about labor conditions and whatnot! I can hardly stand it!”
“Is that why you have an affair? Can’t get it out of your system without doing it with a new woman?”
“Why does everything have to be about an affair? I can’t have sex with you already, so I have the energy to have an affair?”
“It’s because of the affair that I can’t have sex with me! Come to think of it, a man in his forties is at the peak of his energy, so it’s possible for him not to have sex for a month or two?”
“Of course it’s possible, there’s not even a desire for it! You women can’t even understand that a man’s libido doesn’t want to do anything at all when he’s tired or stressed. I can only say that I’m helpless! Give me a break! I don’t want to do it even if you’re holding me like this. Besides, after being tortured by you about some kind of affair, there’s even less mood to do it.” Saying that, the husband forcefully tried to pull his body away.
“No way! I’ll never let you go if you don’t tell me the truth.”
I gripped it tighter. The moment my husband sat up and tried to move me away, I forgot myself and buried my face between my husband’s legs and took in the softness of his prick. The fact that I was taking my husband’s prick in my mouth, which had just been pumped out of another woman’s vagina, was an action that even I could not have imagined.
Husband’s prick, not bathed but nothing smelly. Unsurprisingly it was bathed after finishing with a woman. One more piece of evidence, I thought inwardly. However, I didn’t want to stop moving to tell my husband about it. My penis, which had been weak until a moment ago, was slowly regaining its manhood in my mouth.
(I have the right to make love to my husband too!) The carnal desire in my heart cries out. The important parts of my body, which had been left alone for more than a month, clearly wanted my husband’s prick. I hadn’t even touched it myself, but my pistil was already moist.
“How can there be such a wife! Husband who works until the middle of the night, and after a whimsical torture as soon as he comes back, now comes a rape! Still in the dark! Really, what’s wrong with you tonight?”
The attitude was not friendly, but the husband stopped resisting. Lying on his back, he handed over the lower half of his body to me. Had he given up struggling, or was he enjoying his wife’s ministrations to him? I could not tell. But, no matter what my husband said, all I wanted now was him. I want to feel as good as that woman, no, better than her, and if my husband doesn’t give it to me, then I will never let him go.
“Bigger!) I shouted this in my mind as I sucked on my husband’s prick, exploring his erogenous zones with my tongue over and over again. But, without confidence, it turns out that I don’t really like eating men’s sex organs. In the early days of my marriage, I had to do it at my husband’s request, but over the years, I’ve refused to do it even if my husband asked me to. Of course, like tonight, so active in containing the husband’s prick, this is the first time in seven years of married life.
But, it should be exciting for the husband! My husband’s prick in my mouth was already male and rock hard, pushing up into the depths of my throat. If this pushed into a woman’s there! As soon as I imagined it, a huge amount of nectar gushed out of my pistil again. My husband’s fingers finally reached inside my nightgown and slid into my hot part, and it seemed that my husband finally wanted it too.
“Well …. Mmmm ….” I couldn’t help but stop the movement of my tongue and moan.
My husband’s fingers stroked up and down my sensitive parts and I reacted immediately. Paralyzing pleasure traveled from the lips of my flower to my entire body. My husband’s fingers spread my petals even more slowly, back and forth in the folds.
“So wet! Were you masturbating before I got back?” The husband said.
My whole body was glowing from shyness, and even though I didn’t do it tonight, I often masturbated while waiting for my husband to return. And, I masturbate, as my husband is doing now, only by tweaking my clitoris with my fingers, but not by inserting a foreign object or a finger into my vagina.
Thinking of my husband’s caresses on me now, I moved my own fingers. But no matter how I did it, I could not achieve such pleasure. It was my own fingers that knew my body best. It’s amazing how my fingers, which just a few hours ago were caressing other women, are giving me such a reaction! I’m so upset.
But, I couldn’t care less now. Just wanted to! The vagina squirms with excitement. The body shook uncontrollably! My husband’s prick in my mouth wasn’t losing either. The prick that had been spread out in my hand just a moment ago now towered over my mouth.
“There, put it there!” Her husband said in a muffled voice, thrusting his fingers in more.
“Well …. Mmm…. Ah ….” I moaned, and raised my head. Immediately, my husband hugged me close, and his body odor, reached my nostrils.
I hugged my husband and his lips covered mine. Kissing …. How many months apart was the kiss? The sensation of those lips, the pleasure of tongue meeting tongue, and my husband’s breath hitched. My husband pressed above me. Fingers drew away from the stamen, replacing it with a phallus that grew to a magnificent size, probing there. I raised my waist and tried to meet it. But my husband kept on lowering his waist, as if he was hanging on to it.
“Ah! Honey ….” I pouted.
“I know! You wanted it! I’m sorry to have left you out in the cold! But I really didn’t have an affair, it’s all in your head!” The husband whispered.
“Forget it! Don’t talk about it now, hubby! Don’t hang on my taste ….” The stamen was hanging on for dear life, twitching uncontrollably as I pleaded in a voice like I was on the verge of tears. Now I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Admit it’s your imagination! I’ll give it to you right away!” The husband said half threateningly.
Maybe that’s why my husband half-heartedly made love to me! Then, there really is a woman!
“Don’t …. No ….” Twisting my waist, I screamed unconsciously. Don’t, what exactly does it mean, even I myself don’t understand, is it don’t ruminate or is it dissatisfied with this current state? Probably both.
“What a stubborn fellow! Whatever!” While complaining, her husband suddenly sank down. Passing through the blazing stamen, her husband’s magnificent prick invaded.
“Ah …. Ah …. Hubby!” The pleasure of having my uterus pushed against by the intense forcefulness caused me to let out a scream that was close to a wail and to wriggle my body uncontrollably.
Not very cooperative, but it was a thrill for me instead. The waves of orgasm continued to assault me, and I found it difficult to breathe. After my husband entered my body, he stopped talking. As if he was going out of his way, he kept on thrusting into my depths.
(Can’t stand it …. Hubby ….) Whether it turned into a sound or only shouted in my mind, I could no longer tell. Squirming and moaning! I have completely become a beast.
“I turned on the light whoo!” Husband whispered. My husband had reached his desire in my body.
“Don’t …. There’s no need ….” I said hoarsely, but maybe my husband didn’t hear me and the light came on.
“Bummer! It’s so bright!” I lay on the bed and closed my eyes. Eyes that had gotten used to the darkness couldn’t stand the brightness of the lights.
“Anyway, it’s almost dawn. But! Can’t stand you!” The husband grumbled, naked, and got out of bed to light a cigarette.
“What’s wrong? Angry?” I couldn’t help but ask in a sappy voice.
“Not angry! What’s wrong with you? One minute you say I’m having an affair and then what! Do you really think I’m having an affair?”
“Yes!” I answered immediately. Of course think so. The husband did have another woman.
“So why seduce me? Would want to have sex with your husband who is having an affair?” The husband asked as he exhaled his cigarette.
It’s better to talk about such things in the dark, I thought, but I didn’t know what my husband really meant by lighting the lamp.
“You’re all I have ….” I said looking at the side of my husband’s face.
“Perhaps! But seeing you tonight, I understand women less and less. Why is it still more pleasurable to suspect your husband of having an affair?”
“Not more so! You’re just seeing that woman and ignoring me ….”
“And say! There’s no woman at all. What do I have to say for you to believe me? If I had made love to another woman, I wouldn’t have been able to cope with you at all tonight!”
“It can’t be! I thought it was said that men get younger when they have an affair instead. By the way! The way you make love is a bit different from the past!”
“Different there? You’re the one who is! It’s nothing like before. As soon as I came, I took in the baby and kept teasing me, and it feels like someone else there, too!”
“Cool?”
“Idiot! Does that sound like a wife? Like a whore!” The husband chuckled through his nose.
“Is it a prostitute? The object of your affair ….”
“Will you stop it? Exactly what evidence do you have to doubt me so much?” The husband appeared upset again.
“Turn off the lights, will you?” I said as I slowly sat up. Confronting my husband so seriously made me sad. Under the circumstances, I really had to think that my husband wasn’t having an affair.
“Really! Okay! Then you’ll have to tell proof why you think I’m having an affair?” The husband turned off the light in anger.
“I …. have no proof!” In the darkness I spoke from the heart.
“No! What is this?” Came the husband’s dismayed voice in the darkness.
“So! I have no room to doubt you, it’s true you come home late every day, but it’s not like you’re having an affair. It’s rare that you have sex, but it’s also because you’re so tired from working during the day! So, it’s hard to believe that you are having an affair! Must fully observe your every move, last night saw you sleeping without showering, let me feel (caught) the feeling that you really have an affair, so do not shower at home.”
“Hey, wait a minute! Why must you think I’m having an affair?”
“I wanted to be so skeptical!” Of course, such an answer could not be considered an answer to my husband’s question. But, it was what I was really saying in my heart.
“Trying to be skeptical? Doubt a non-existent affair!?”
“Yeah! I can’t stand it if I don’t! Honey, do you know how long you stay home in a day? You leave the house at 6:30 a.m. and it’s two or three in the middle of the night by the time you get home. And the time you spend at home is just sleeping. On Sundays, it’s either treats or golf and leave me at home again! I’m practically alone twenty-four hours a day.” A sudden burst of heat rushed from his chest to his head, and tears filled his eyes at once.
“I can’t help it! It’s work! We don’t have kids, so most of the overtime or evening treats on holidays fall on my head. Besides, taking on more work will pay off the loan sooner!”
“Say no more! I am tired of hearing these reasons from you! You can’t stop talking about these reasons! What a job, what a loan! You’re so unprofitable! A bit of peachy news once in a while will do!”
“What a silly thing to say! If there’s peachy news, it’ll really be a horrible hell!”
“Hell or not. At least there’s the feeling of being alive! I’m so lonely. I keep repeating the same thing every day. I don’t even fight! What kind of a couple is this? What the hell is this!?” I dropped big tears.
Immediately, my husband moved closer to me and held me tightly in the bed.
“I’m sorry! I never thought you were in so much pain. I work far away, but I at least have my own house, and I don’t have kids but I rarely fight. I always thought we got along pretty well!”
Such tender words from my husband made me feel even more sad. More and more, I feel that my husband is really a good man. But …. (Maybe, this is also deception ….) Another voice was heard resounding in my heart.
(Yeah! He still has another woman. So, coax me first! If you think I’ll just believe it, you’re sadly mistaken.) This time, it was my own inner voice that rang out. Again, jealousy welled up towards the object of my husband’s affair.
The pistil suddenly ached. It had only just been made love, but the pistil was pleading for a more desired message. I buried my face in my husband’s chest while slowly sliding my hand between his legs.