This is my take on a topic that had been done before. It is a quick read certain to contain some errors and a few won’t like the ending. Feel free to say what you will as that will only help my future writing. I hope you enjoy!

The “Clinton Defense”

My name is Dale Evans and I have been married to my wife Paula for 6 years. We met right out of college and I have to say it was love at first sight. Paula is a very attractive woman about 5’5, 120 lbs. Long brown hair and her brown eyes sparkle like none other. I am what I would call average only 5’8 and 170 lbs. I am fit, but by no means muscular. I run every day and do a few half marathons each year. So like I said I am more lean than muscular. Any weight training I do is more for flexibility. I dated Paula for a year and then we were engaged for a year.

Everything in our marriage was to me, perfect. We rarely argued, we did have some disagreements, our sex life was “normal” where we had sex at least three times a week or more, and neither of us had any reason to believe the other was cheating. We truly were still in love as much now as we were the day we met. Then it happened. We had recently updated our iPhones to the latest model. We both received the same phone and had yet to purchase any protective cases. We had in the past gone online to find one that was acceptable to each of us with me preferring the bulkier hard case and she the more ladies like the leather case with a compartment for her license or credit card.

It was shortly after we had both returned from work and Paula had been upstairs doing something while I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when I heard the distinctive “ping” of a text message coming in. Both phones were on the counter, side by side, being charged. Not really giving it any thought, I picked up the phone with the message and I got the shock of my life. The message that was displayed said something to the effect of “WOW that was the best BJ ever!” No one has ever deep throated me before.” I was stunned. Obviously, I held Paula’s phone in my hand and not mine. I don’t know how I was able to think at that moment but wanting to know more I replied “really”? And I added the Emoji of a blushing girl. It was only seconds when a reply came back “Really! When John told me you were the best I had no idea.” Now I was floored! Who was texting her and who the hell was John?

I had to sit down before I collapsed on the floor. It wasn’t long before Paula came bouncing down the stairs in her usual bubbly manner.

“You got a text message. I didn’t know whose phone it was so I picked it up”.

“That’s OK, they are identical.”

“I think you need to read it” and I handed her the phone.

As she read it, she started to smile and I swear I heard a giggle and then she started to text him back.

“I don’t believe you!” I screamed causing her to jump out of surprise.

“What”? She exclaimed.

“Some strange guy is complimenting you on a blow job and even mentions some other guy and rather than being embarrassed or trying to explain this cheating to your husband you instead look pleased and even text the guy!”

“Cheating! I never cheated on you! How could you say that?!”

“Paula, for Christ’s sake, you are giving blow jobs to two men who are not your husband. How can you say that isn’t cheating!”?

“I never had sex with anyone but you since we started dating. I have been faithful in our entire marriage and I plan to continue to be faithful. How can you accuse me of cheating”?

“So you aren’t denying giving these guys blow jobs?”

“No. Of course not”. “It happens all the time. Blow jobs aren’t sex”.

“Fuck, I am confused. Sit down, because I need to figure this out before I have a stroke and I need to calm down so I can think. Tell me, how long has this been going on and what else don’t I know”.

“Well, I can’t tell you what you don’t know as I don’t understand why you are so upset”.

“Start with telling me who is texting you and who is John”.

“The text is from Tim Reilly from work. You’ve met him several times before and John is John Wilson, also from work and also someone you have met before.”

“Why? Why are you giving these guys blowjobs?

“I guess all I can say is it helps the guys relax and they work better, at least that is what they tell me and I also guess it is because I love to give blow jobs? You know how I love to go down on you and it’s what we do the most. You know you love it and you yourself tell me I am the best”.

“Paula, blow jobs are for your husband. Blowjobs are sex. That is why it is called Oral Sex”! What you have been doing is cheating!

‘No, it’s not! Even the President said it wasn’t sex and his wife didn’t say he was a cheater and stood right by him!

“That was a bullshit answer from a politician and she had too much to lose to admit anything in public! You are a well-educated person and you know better. How long! How long has this been going on”?

‘Blowjobs? Since I was 15.”

“Don’t be a smart-ass.”

“No, seriously, it all began freshman year of high school. I was the youngest girl in the group of us that all hung out. We all lived near a lake and a bunch of us would get together and swim and then we would light a fire and sit around and just goof off. Sometimes someone would steal their parent’s cigarettes and we would act cool and smoke and sometimes someone may sneak in a few beers. It was all harmless kid fun. A few of the older girls would sneak off at times with some of the guys and would come back laughing and I later found out they had sex. It was a few days later that summer that this guy Mark, he was 17 at the time, started to flirt and come on to me. I was scared as I was so young and I desperately wanted to remain a virgin. When he asked me to take a walk I knew he wanted to have sex. I flat out told him no way as I am saving myself. He laughed! I told him again, no way, as I wasn’t going to have sex until I was married. He said he understood but it wasn’t fair to be all sexy and leave him with blue balls. I was shocked. I was sexy? An older guy found me sexy! I actually apologized and said I wasn’t trying to tease or be sexy. That is when he said how could I not have that effect on him when I tramp around in that bikini. Now at that time, I may have been only 15 but I was already a 34 B. I never gave any thought to how I looked or what it would do to a guy. Anyway, he said my giving him blue balls was a problem. Honestly, I had to ask what that meant. What were blue balls?

“Go on,” I said, “I’m listening.”

“He then explained that blue balls were when a guy got all excited and horny and had an erection and his balls hurt. He said it was very painful. I still didn’t understand but he continued to say there is a way to correct it that didn’t require sex. That got my interest and he took my hand and said to follow him. We went down the trail a bit and he lowered his swimsuit. His cock was at full attention and he said a blowjob is not sex. Now I heard about blowjobs but never had given one. He said to get on my knees and gently, he emphasized gently, hold his balls and massage them. Here was an older guy, cute, well built, who could have any girl at school and he was interested in me! So I did what he said. He then told me to lick his shaft and kiss the head of his dick. So I did. He then said he would talk me through what to do. So in no time at all, I was sucking on his cock following his instructions. I guess I wasn’t doing very well as he finally told me to just use my lips and tongue and he held the back of my head and I could only describe it as he fucked my mouth. It felt like hours but I guess it was really only ten minutes before he came in my mouth. I didn’t like the texture but I will admit the taste was not bad. He looked at me straight in the eyes and told me that it was fantastic! Whether or not he meant it I’ll never know but to a young girl like myself I felt proud. Yah, I sucked a cock but I made a high school guy happy. I took away his hurt and I actually discovered I liked to give blowjobs.”

“So that was your first blowjob.”

“Yes. From that day on we did it almost every day. Eventually, the other guys picked up on it and they gave me the same blue balls story. Being that I liked doing it and they liked getting them I saw no wrong. It continued on all through high school and wasn’t limited to afternoons at the lake. Sometimes it was during school or just random. I would get a call at home from a guy saying he needed my “help” which by that time we all knew meant he wanted a blowjob.”

“My god you were such a slut. I never knew”

“I didn’t see it that way and I was not a slut! We were just kids doing what we wanted and what we enjoyed. It was pretty much the same in college except it was mostly on dates. If a guy took the time to take me out for a dinner or movie I didn’t feel I should send him home all hard with no relief. If I was at a party then by the end of the night the guys that were not with someone else would approach me and we would find a room. They got what they wanted and I had companionship. I still had a sense of pride in what I was doing. I was good at it. Everyone knew that sex with me was off the table but blowjobs, not being sex, could be expected.”

“You’re crazy. They were just using you for blowjobs. They didn’t respect you. That is not companionship. And being good at blowjobs is not something I would have thought to be proud of. But what about during our engagement and marriage? You weren’t a kid and we were exclusive”

“I guess it was the same. I wasn’t dating anyone else as we were exclusive but if I found myself with another guy and he was excited because he found me to be sexy I saw no harm in giving him relief. If I was out with the girls at a happy hour or some event I wasn’t on a date, I wasn’t trying to pick someone up but remember, and it wasn’t cheating. It wasn’t sex. I saw it as just two people finishing off a night.”

“So all the time we dated and were engaged you continued to give blow jobs to other men? My God, my head is going to explode.

‘Yes, it was no big deal. It wasn’t sex. I liked doing it and they liked getting them. Everyone was happy!”

“I’m not happy!”

“You never complained”!

“You never told me”!

“You never asked”!

“So these two guys at work, they the only ones?

“No. Tim was actually the last. He just started working there last week and I guess John filled him in.”

“So you are the company whore?”

“Oh my God, how can you say that? I am not a whore”!

“But you suck every guy at work any time they want. How is that not being the company whore!”?

“It’s not sex! Whores have sex for money.”

“OK, since you do it for free then I stand corrected. You are the company slut.”

Paula sat dejected staring at me in disbelief.

“So other than work are you blowing anyone else?”

Looking down at the table she softly answers “Yes”.

“Who and when”?

She starts to tear up and then what she says destroys me. Apparently, at almost every cookout we attend or any of her company events she would blow the majority of the male attendees. That means my friends, our neighbors, her coworkers, and any friend or client they brought, have been getting blown by my wife!

“I don’t believe it. How have I been so blind for 8 years? I guess since you started so young and never stopped there was no sign in a change of behavior. This is normal behavior for you. Do you understand how emasculated I feel right now? How embarrassed I am? I can’t show my face outside this house ever again. Every guy I meet knows that my wife is a blow job queen and they either think I am the stupidest man on earth or the type of guy who gets off on sharing his wife!”

“I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t think I was doing anything wrong! Like I said I have always used blowjobs as a way of NOT having sex. Guy’s loved it and I felt really good that I was making them feel good. Guys have always hit on me forever and I always said no to cheating. When John suggested that I just blow him it was a natural thing for me as that is what I had always done. It didn’t feel like I was doing anything wrong. Then I guess he had told the others and it was Rick who said that the stress in the office was really building up and if they could find a way to relax productivity would increase and he said how at home when his wife blows him he does relax and he feels better. So one thing led to another and the office blowjobs started. Then at the cookouts or Christmas parties some of the guys would suggest I go with them to a room to hook up I just felt like it was routine like at work. It didn’t take long, morale was high, and it never had any effect on our life at home.”

“Paula, I need some time to process this. Can you go stay at your sisters for a while? Please”?

“No! I don’t want to leave! We can talk more and work this out! Please, don’t make me leave”!

“No. You leave or I leave. This is too much too soon. I need alone time or I may do something we both regret. I just found out my wife of 6 years, the girl I loved for 8 has had almost every cock in town in her mouth and I am the last to find out! Whether you think it is cheating or not, just process that for a second! How would you feel if you just found out I was eating out every pussy at work, every pussy of every woman you know, and to top it all off I sit here and tell you I am good at it, very good, and I enjoyed it!”

“I understand, now. When can I come back? Can I come back?” She cried.

“I will call you. And yes, you can come back. I don’t yet know what this all means but you will come back and we will talk”.

She called her sister, not telling her everything but saying enough to agree to have her spend the week. Fortunately, her husband was away on business and wouldn’t return for two weeks.

As she left I just stared out the window watching her drive away and wondering what the hell I was going to do. I was still shattered. Oddly I was not angry. I guess the shock of what I learned overtook any emotion. I had yet to be really angry, I wasn’t sad, I was I guess you would call it dumbstruck.

It was still too early to go to bed and anyway I didn’t think I would be able to sleep so I cut up a lime and grabbed a bottle of my old friend Jose Cuervo and slumped into my recliner. The nice leather one Paula had bought me a few years ago for Christmas. I had to wonder who she sucked off at the furniture store and did she get a good deal.

I replayed our conversation several times. It was like I was talking to a child. She is an educated woman, an adult. She is 29 years old! How can she say it wasn’t cheating? Was this all a sham? Was she fucking these guys as well? She openly admitted to sucking almost every cock in town so she was hiding that fact at all. She didn’t appear to have any long-term affair as again she named several guys. I think there were so many she probably couldn’t name them all!