Chapter 1

It was finally done. Jenny had finally told Anthony the truth. They had been married for nearly 6 years, good, loving and very sexual years. Yet, he constantly wanted to know what she thought about, what excited her. She was so happy to be married to a warm, trustworthy man that she had never told the truth, not all of it anyway. Jenny told him that he excited her, which he did. Their lovemaking was the best she had ever had, which was true. But even as kind and loving as Anthony was, she knew he wouldn't accept the truth. She shied away from it for a long time. Then, over time, Jenny had to admit, at least to herself, that she was curious, maybe even more than curious, about other women. How could she say that to her studly Italian hubby and expect understanding?

Last week, they were making love. Wild, exciting love. They started before dinner, kissing, touching and flirting. Throughout the meal, even while handling two cranky children, they would look at each other and grin, which sent shivers of lust through her body. He put the kids to bed while she straightened the kitchen. He returned in time to walk up behind Jenny and press his erection against her ass, rubbing it and whispering sexy thoughts into her ear. They walked through the house, locking up and turning off lights and necking like teenagers. As they climbed the stairs to their loft, their clothes almost melted off. They showered together, touching and lingering, fingers and tongues busily preparing them for the lovemaking to come.

As they played, Anthony asked again what she fantasized about. He assured her that she could tell him anything, share with him her deepest desires. So Jenny closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and told him. How she liked to look at the shapely women at the gym, how sometimes hugging her friends excited her, that she wondered exactly how a woman would touch her. Once she started, she couldn't stop. She told him the fantasies in her mind that drove her to her little blue vibrators every time. Just talking about it got her so excited, her breath coming faster and her heart pounding. Anthony noticed the change in her voice and quickly joined in the game. He pretended to be the lovely salesclerk, Carolyn, they had seen a few days ago. He described what Carolyn felt when she saw Jenny, what she wanted to be doing with her. Everything he said was so sexy, so erotic, that Jenny began to come. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, thinking of that pretty little woman between her legs, lapping at her pink wetness.

Since last week, Anthony has been the epitome of helpfulness. He showed Jenny the chat rooms for bi-curious women, found stories written about women discovering each other, even sent her some pretty graphic pictures from his work computer to hers. Now he was on a mission to have her verbalize her desires. Every night in bed, they made love while spinning tales of women who wanted Jenny. Their sex life had always been incredible, but now they reached new heights in play. The days were passing in a blur of sensuality, she was always wet and ready, aching for a touch or a kiss. While the kids were at preschool, Jenny would be busily on the computer, observing chat rooms, reading what the bi-curious women were saying to each other. She had not gotten the courage to sign in, join into the sexually-charged discussions, but would just observe, her fingers busily rubbing her hard little clit, sliding into her pink and ready pussy.