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Desc: Erotica Sex Story: She was about to leave him so he had to resort to unusual methods to keep her.

Chapter 1: The Offer

Bob Stanford was mixing his third gin and tonic when he felt a firm slap on the back. He turned around and saw Ted Wilson standing there smiling at him.

"Hey Bob, how's it going?" Ted said cheerfully. "Hey Ted", he replied. Bob had never considered Ted to be a close friend, and actually found him slightly obnoxious, but they both belonged to the same country club and often traveled in the same social circles so they had at least become acquaintances. Ted's wife, Victoria, stood next to him with her arm around his waist as Ted absent-mindedly ran his hand back and forth across her ass. Bob always thought that Victoria was one of those women who looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. She had long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes with a radiant smile that seemed to automatically put you at ease. Her firm slender body had curves in all the right places and it was obvious that she worked out several times a week to maintain her sumptuous figure. Victoria always chose to let Ted do most of the talking and she laughed at all of Ted's jokes no matter how lame they were. Seeing her with Ted, Victoria could easily have been mistaken for your stereotypical dumb blonde but Bob always suspected that there was more to her than met the eye. "Great party you got here", Ted said with another slap to Bob's arm.

"Well if there's one thing Tracy knows how to do", Bob replied darkly, "it's spend my money."

Sensing that Bob was upset and needed to talk to someone, Ted turned to Victoria and said, "Vickie, why don't you go find Tracy and see if she needs any help."

Ted was the only one who Victoria allowed to call her Vickie. She insisted that everyone else call her Victoria and became indignant if they failed to do so.

Flashing her brilliant smile, Victoria said, "Yes dear", in a sweet little girl voice, before giving Ted a passionate kiss and turning to leave. Both men watched her ass gently sway as she walked away until she disappeared into the crowd.

"So what's the problem?" asked Ted. "This is a party and you're supposed to be having a good time."

Taking a sip of his drink, Bob turned to Ted and said, "How do you do it?"

"How do I do what?" replied Ted.

"How do you get Victoria to act like that?" Bob asked as he gestured in the direction that Victoria had disappeared. "When Tracy and I were first married five years ago we couldn't get enough of each other. We used to go everywhere together and we used to make love almost every night, sometimes even two or three times a night. Now, I hardly ever see her and when I do she's usually either too tired or has some other feeble excuse for not wanting to have sex. I'm starting to think that she only married me for my money and I'm afraid she's going to leave me. You don't seem to have that problem with Victoria, so how do you do it?"

Ted stood there and thought for a moment and then after looking around to ensure that no one was listening, he said in a quiet voice, "I'll tell you how to make Tracy act like Victoria if you give me something in return."

Suddenly intrigued by Ted's mysterious behavior, Bob leaned forward and asked, "What do you want?"

"I want a weekend with Tracy."

"Excuse me?" Bob said, unsure of what he had just heard.

"I want a weekend with Tracy", Ted repeated matter-of-factly.

Bob couldn't believe that Ted had the nerve to even suggest such a thing. He had noticed the way that Ted was always ogling Tracy but he never realized how much Ted wanted her until now. "You're crazy", Bob said angrily. "Even if she agreed, what makes you think I'd let you spend a weekend with my wife?"

"It's up to you", Ted said with a smug expression. "But if you change your mind, I'll be at the club all day tomorrow."

"Go to hell", Bob shouted. "I should have known better than to share my problems with an asshole like you."

"Suit yourself", Ted replied before turning and walking away.

Bob looked around to see if anyone had heard their conversation and he saw Tracy giving him a disapproving look. In response, he quickly downed his drink and turned to make himself another.

Chapter 2: The Decision

Bob lay in bed watching Tracy carefully brushing her hair in the bathroom. He loved the way her long fiery red hair and flashing green eyes made her smooth white skin look like fine porcelain. Even through the flannel nightgown she wore, he could see the outline of her full round breasts and wide curvaceous hips. He wasn't sure that it was possible, but she seemed more beautiful than the day he had married her. As she climbed into bed and lay down beside him, he leaned over and gently kissed her on the cheek as his hand slowly rubbed her firm stomach.

"You're drunk", she said in disgust. "I can smell the liquor on your breath."

"I may have had a few drink but I'm certainly not drunk", he replied as his hand slid slowly upward towards her breasts.

"And what was with that outburst between you and Ted Wilson?"

"He said something that I didn't like so I told him to go to hell", he explained as he gently kissed Tracy's neck.

"Is that all?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I've never been so embarrassed in all my life."

Realizing that he was getting nowhere, Bob decided to take a more direct approach. Propping himself up on one elbow, he looked down at Tracy and said, "Are we going to have sex or not?" He then reached down to and gently squeezed one of her nipples.

Firmly taking his hand and pulling it away, she looked him in the eye and said, "I'm tired and I just want to get some sleep". She then rolled away from him and pulled the covers up around her neck.

"But it's been over a week", he pleaded.

"I'm sorry if I'm not a machine that can perform for you at the flip of a switch", she replied coldly. "Now are you going to behave yourself or should I go and sleep in the guest room?"

Bob's only response was to flop down on the bed with a sigh of frustration as he reached over and turned out the light. He lay awake for several hours thinking about Tracy's attitude and Ted's offer. Wasn't letting a man spend a weekend with his wife a small price to pay to get back the woman that he had married? Was Tracy bored with him and thinking of leaving him? Did she not want to have sex with him because she was seeing another man? How long could he hold out before desperation led him into the arms of another woman? He had already been tempted several times but had managed to control himself so far. He loved Tracy more than he ever thought possible, but he knew that he had his limits and that, if things kept going the way they were, he was rapidly approaching those limits. As he finally fell asleep just before dawn, he had come to a difficult decision.

Chapter 3: The Deal

Ted was sitting at the bar drinking a beer when he felt a tentative tap on his shoulder. Without turning around, he gestured for Bob to sit down at the stool next to him. "I knew you'd come", he said quietly.

Bob ordered a beer for himself and another one for Ted. "How did you know?" he asked.

"Because I've been right where you are. When Vickie and I first got married we were just like you and Tracy. We were inseparable and deeply in love. But I guess familiarity breeds contempt because, as time went by, Vickie became increasingly cold and distant. It got so bad that a week could go by without us saying two words to each other. I really think that Vickie was about to leave me when I found the solution to my problem."

"What solution?" Bob asked excitedly.

"Before I tell you", Ted replied, "you know what I want in return. So do we have a deal?"

Bob thought for a moment then said, "I don't think I could ever get Tracy to agree to spend the weekend with you, and I won't force her to go against her will."

"No of course we won't force her" Ted chuckled. "But by the time they're done with her, she'll gladly agree to anything you suggest. Now do we have a deal or don't we?"

"Who are they?" Bob asked, trying to buy time.

"Do we have a deal or not?" Ted repeated, becoming visibly annoyed.

Realizing that his time was up and he had to make a decision, Bob took a deep breath and nodded his head. The two men shook hands as Bob said impatiently, "What do I have to do?"

In response, Ted reached into his pocket and placed a business card on the bar in front of Bob.

Bob picked up the card and looked at it. Written in gold engraved letters were the words "Madame Lacroix, Voodoo Priestess" and an address. "Voodoo priestess?" Bob exclaimed in disbelief. "You must be joking."

"No joke", Ted replied. "She really is a voodoo priestess and she can help you with your problem, just like she helped me with mine. Go and see her first thing Monday morning. I've already phoned her and told her you were coming. Explain to her what your problem is and ask her for her help."

"I don't know about this", Bob said with hesitation in his voice.

Seeing that Bob was on the verge of backing out of their agreement, Ted placed his hand on Bob's arm and said, "Do you want to lose Tracy the way I almost lost Vickie?"

Bob shook his head. The thought of losing Tracy heightened his desperation and strengthened his resolve to do anything to keep that from happening, no matter how bizarre it seemed.

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