Dan was becoming frustrated because he had been searching the house for the last thirty minutes looking for batteries. They always kept spare batteries. After all, they had two children who seemed to constantly need to replace used batteries. Dan bought them in ‘bonus sized’ boxes at the discount store.

“Damn it, Kathy,” he said to the air. “Where have you hidden them?”

After working his way back to the master bedroom, Dan looked in the linen closet to find nothing. He spied Kathy’s bedside table and thought, “Maybe she’s keeping them there to keep the kids away from them. Opening the top drawer, he found nothing but what you would expect. There were a couple of books, a box of tissues, and the things she used on her nails.

Dan closed the top drawer and opened the lower one. He lifted off a towel covering the contents before he sat down on the bed with a gasp. Looking into the drawer, Dan counted over twenty different devices that could only be considered sex toys.

“What the hell?” he said aloud. Dan and Kathy had been married a little over ten years. They met in college and dated for three years before getting married. Their relationship had been sexual almost from the beginning. Their intimate connection had always been excellent. At least, that’s what Dan thought. But now, looking at this extensive collection of toys, he had to wonder.

His wife had never once suggested that she was dissatisfied with their sex lives. Because of the children, they didn’t have sex as often as they had before, but he believed it was highly satisfactory. As he stared into the drawer, he recalled that Kathy almost always had an orgasm when they made love. In fact, she almost always had two before he had one. That was the way he liked it. Dan had always put her first.

But what was he to make of this ‘armory’ of toys? Looking through the collection of carefully laid out tools, Dan wasn’t sure what some of them were designed to do. “What the hell?” he said aloud again.

In all their years together, they had never had any sex toys. Dan had suggested once he might get her a vibrator as a gift. Kathy had lovingly wrapped her fingers around his cock, smiled and said, “This is the only toy I need, sweetie.”

“How did we go from no toys to two dozen?” he asked himself.

Two hours passed before Dan heard the garage door open and the children came blasting into the kitchen. Kathy followed the kids, quickly handing Dan two bags of groceries. “Put those on the cabinet and I’ll get the rest,” she said, immediately turning back to the garage.

Coming back into the house with a bag in each arm, Kathy shut the door with her foot before turning to give her husband a big smile. “Hi sugar,” she said with a bright smile. “What did you do to amuse yourself while you were alone in the house?” Kathy put down the bags before she turned to give her husband a kiss on the cheek. “The children were almost tolerable today,” she said while unpacking the bags. “I didn’t want to take them into the grocery store, but they promised to behave.”

“I didn’t really want to cook tonight,” she jabbered on, not paying any attention to Dan. “So I got this meatloaf in the frozen section. We’ve had it before and I remember that you liked it. Right?”

“Yes, I did,” he muttered.

“What’s the matter with you?” she joked. “Didn’t you enjoy a few hours of quiet?”

“I was looking for batteries,” he told his wife. “The flashlight in the closet was too weak to use, so I was trying to find replacements.”

“Didn’t I tell you that I moved our box of batteries into the garage?” Kathy chirped happily. “I put them where the kids can’t see them. If they want new ones, they have to ask me and prove the old ones are dead. Look in the clear container on the rack by the dryer. The one next to the top shelf.”

When Dan didn’t move, Kathy turned to him. “Do you want me to get them?”

“Kathy,” he said softly. “I was looking for them and I looked in your bedside table ... the bottom drawer.”

“Oh,” she said quietly as her face began to turn red.

“I don’t understand,” he told her in a muted voice.

“We’ll talk about it after dinner when the children are in bed,” Kathy said as she turned her back to her husband.

Dan put his hands on his wife’s shoulders and spun her around. “Are you having an affair?” he whispered forcefully.

Kathy grinned. “Oh, my goodness, no, Dan. I have you and that’s all I can possibly handle.” She patted his cheek. “Why don’t you get yourself a drink and go out to the patio. Light up a cigar. I promise we’ll discuss it when the children are in bed.”

At the moment, the idea of a double bourbon and a cigar sounded good. “You can bet we’ll discuss it.”

“Yes, honey. I promise,” Kathy replied. “Now go! I need to get dinner on the table before the children start eating the furniture.”

Dan filled a tumbler with ice, poured a large glass of bourbon and picked up his cigar paraphernalia before going out to the patio.

As soon as the door closed behind him, Kathy leaned against the countertop and exhaled. “Oh, fuck!” she gasped. “I guess I always knew this could happen,” she said to the kitchen. “It’s time to pay the piper.”

It was almost 8:30 when the children were tucked into bed and Kathy went into the master bedroom. Thirty seconds later, Dan came in, closing the door behind him.

Kathy turned to face her husband, giving him a smile. She had been considering what to say since sending him to the patio. Her story was ready and it would be the truth. Kathy didn’t think she could lie to her husband and get away with it.

“I think we need to go back to the kitchen,” she said. “If I’m going to spill my guts to you, I’ll need a drink or two to get through it.”

“Before we leave this room,” he demanded, “Tell me there’s no other man.”

“No, baby. You are my one and only. I swear that to you.” Kathy took her husband by the hand and led him to the kitchen. “Do you want another drink?”

“I think so,” Dan said as he took the bourbon bottle down from his liquor cabinet.

Kathy poured herself a glass of white wine before she turned to face her husband. “Now I’m going to give you the entire story. You are not to interrupt. You may only listen. Got it?”

“I’m all ears.”

Kathy took a healthy swallow of wine before she began. “You’ll remember it was about four years ago that I started working from home. It was right after Zoey was born and I didn’t want to leave her in daycare.”

“I remember.”

“I had just settled into the routine of working from home when I received an email from Janie Spiller. I’m sure you remember her. She’s the blonde with the big tits that always tries to get your attention.”

Dan didn’t answer. He raised his eyebrows to show he knew the woman.

“The email from Janie had an internet link and a note asking if we did this. So, I had to open the link to find out what she wanted to know. It turned out to be a link to a porn site. There was a film that lasted about eight minutes. A naked couple was going after it pretty hot and heavy in a kitchen. At the time, I hadn’t really ever seen porn. I admit to being fascinated by the film. They were pretty people who were enjoying themselves.”

Kathy took another drink. “After I watched the film, I responded to Janie, asking what she wanted to know about what we did. She wrote back, saying she wanted to know if we had sex in the kitchen. My response was that we had sex in every room. I lied and said that I had a large sex drive and didn’t give you much rest.”

“That wasn’t much of a lie,” Dan said with a smirk. “I’ve never known you not to be ready.”

“I just didn’t want her to think that she could get you into her bed,” Kathy said with a grin. “Anyway, the next day, I went back to her email and watched the film again. I found the home of the website and looked around a bit. The next day I went back again and watched a different film. Then every day for the next two weeks I’d take a little break from work and go back to that site. I guess I was getting a daily porn fix and I was enjoying it.”

“But you didn’t tell me.”

“No, of course, I didn’t. I would have been too embarrassed to admit to my husband that I was watching porn.”

“I might have wanted to watch it with you,” Dan said with a grin.

“You might have, but I wasn’t going to tell you.” Kathy finished her glass of wine before pouring a refill. “I guess that you remember one night me asking if you’d mind if I shaved off my pubic hair.”

“Sure I do,” he said with a cocked eyebrow. “You said we were getting close to pool season and you wanted to try shaving it all rather than just trimming it. I was excited as hell. I’d always wanted you to shave it.”

“But you didn’t tell me that,” Kathy said with a frown.

“I didn’t want you to think I was a pervert.”

Kathy pointed a finger out at him. “You just remember that remark.” She took another drink. “It got to the point that I was spending about thirty minutes every day watching porn and most of the women stars were hair-free. I saw the way the men actors got down between their legs and licked them like they were covered with honey. I watched them and I wanted that too. As soon as I shaved, you became interested in oral sex again.”

“Yes, I did.”

“One day I watched a film with a woman masturbating in a car beside a man. He was driving, and she was fingering herself. For some reason, I got excited. I got so excited that I took off my pants and masturbated with her. The next day I did it again and the day after that. Then I started paying attention to films where women were taking care of themselves with a variety of toys. I found the site for one of the female stars and read about her collection of sex toys. She told how she had different toys for various desires. I found another site that sold toys and shipped them in plain wrappers. Since then, I’ve ordered a lot.”

“I saw you had a lot in your drawer,” Dan confessed.

“I have more than you saw,” Kathy admitted. “I probably have just as many in my office.”

“So ... you masturbate every day when you are working?”

“At least once, but usually twice. Sometimes, even more.”

“Is it my fault because I’m not taking care of you?”

“No, baby. It doesn’t have anything to do with you. It’s just all me. I love orgasms. I mean, I really love them. You give me great orgasms every time we have sex, but I need more of them. I’m addicted to the ones that make me sweat and shake. Some days when I go into my office, I’m only wearing a tee-shirt. Most of the time, I’ll have the shirt off in minutes. The people I work with on the phone don’t know that I’m naked. To be completely honest, one-day last week I made myself cum six times. I didn’t neglect any of my work, but I just couldn’t stop.”

Dan was quiet for a minute. “I saw a couple of butt plugs in your drawer.”

Kathy sighed. “About a year ago, anal sex became very popular on the various porn sites.

There was enough of it that I became curious. We were at a party and I ended up talking with Janie again. When it was just the two of us, I asked if she and her husband had anal sex. She gave me a glowing report about how much she liked it. She told me that she had great anal orgasms and suggested they were stronger than her vaginal ones. Then I did some research and found that the people that practice anal sex regularly enjoy it, but I was surprised to find that the women were the ones that seem to enjoy it the most.”

“Have you had anal sex?” Dan asked, without admitting that he had always wanted to do it with his wife.

“Only with a toy.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell me?” he asked.

Pointing her finger at him, she snapped, “Because I didn’t want you to think I’m a pervert!”

Dan grinned at his wife. “To be totally honest, I have to think that putting my cock in your beautiful ass would be a trip to heaven.”

“I’ve had experience with it now and can tell you that I like it. Sometimes during the workday, I’ll put a plug in and keep it in all day. You can’t move without feeling it.”