I've known Harvey since grade school and we used to hang before the two of us got married. We are pretty close, close enough to discuss personal problems, and one day we were having a beer after work and I commented on how beat he always seemed to be. "Yeah," he said, "I've got a bad case of "fuckitus." "What's that?" I asked. He grinned and said, "It's where your wife spends all her time trying to fuck you to death and from my appearance, it looks like she is succeeding." "That sounds like something I need to catch. Is it contagious?" "I don't think you really want it," and then he told me the story. He and Lena had fallen into the "old married rut" - sex twice a week and only in the missionary position - and then suddenly Lena seemed to want sex all the time. "I didn't have a clue what caused the change in her, but whatever it was I was all for it." One day he had a reason for going home early to pick up something at the house and he found Lena in bed with one of his neighbors. He watched for a bit and then left before they saw him. When he went home that night Lena had met him at the front door, grabbed his cock and had fucked him right there on the floor. He had intended to be the outraged husband when he got home, but as Lena slid up and down his pole it had dawned on him that it was the fucking around on him that was getting her fired up to fuck him. He started snooping around and he found out that Lena had three guys she was fucking on a regular basis. It seemed the more cock she got on the side, the more she fucked Harvey. "It took some getting used to, her fucking other guys, but I ain't saying nothing to her about it as long as she stays hot after me. I shook my head and said, "I think I'll take a pass on catching fuckitus if that's the way you catch it."
Driving home I thought about my conversation with Harvey. I tried to picture my wife Cheri fucking some other guy, but I just couldn't seem to put it together in my head. I wondered if she did get porked by some other guy would it have the same effect that fucking around had had on Lena. Try as I might, I just couldn't see Cheri taking up with some other guy or having some guy hit on her and her going for it. I wouldn't mind Cheri trying to fuck me to death, but I guessed it would have to be for some other reason, if it happened at all.
After twelve years of marriage Cheri and I were in the twice a week rut and even then it was more a duty fuck, on both our parts, than anything passionate. I n fact, things were so boring and predictable that I took up with a barmaid for a month or two to try to get some hot sex back into my life. It only took three weeks before the excitement went out of the affair and it got just as boring as my marriage. Neither of us was too broken up when the affair ended. A couple of months went by and then on one hot summer day, while Cheri was sunning herself in the backyard, I noticed the neighbor's kid eyeing her. Thad was home from college for the summer and I just happened to look out an upstairs window and see him looking over the fence at Cheri. I saw that his right arm was moving and I suddenly realized that he was beating his meat. The poor kid had the hots for my wife! Over the next couple of weeks I caught him a couple of times staring at Cheri and I wondered if the kid fantasized about fucking her and then I remembered my conversation with Harvey. I wondered if Thad's fucking Cheri would have the same effect on her that fucking around had had on Lena. I decided to find out. What did I have to lose? Cheri and I were comfortable with each other even if our sex life did suck, and if things didn't work out on the sexual front, we would still be comfortable together. The key would be to get it done without Cheri knowing that I knew, if I could get it done at all. As far as I knew Cheri was a faithful wife and I had absolutely no reason to believe she would ever be otherwise.
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