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Before getting married, I had always put it off, quite honestly, because I had seen friends who were married getting frustrated, had heard the stories, and I didn't want to go down that road.
I loved sex. I liked dating different girls. I enjoyed the freedom that my life gave me. And quite honestly, I really did not want restrictions. I especially did not want to wind up with someone who turned out lame, boring, uneventful, and who stopped wanting to have sex.
Unfortunately, that's just what I did.
When I married my wife, she had a daughter, Shannon, who was almost six years old. My step-daughter was a great kid. Friendly, outgoing, blunt, not afraid to speak her mind, and always funny. And then, two years later, my daughter Amanda came along. Things at home were great for the longest time. My wife and I got along well, we never had a fight, never disagreed on things, and always seemed to make it work.
What I did notice however, was about two years after my daughter was born, sex, that had been happening four to five times a week, had dropped off to (if I was lucky) once a week. And then it turned out it wasn't happening more than a couple times a month.
I first suspected she was possibly cheating on me, thus the lack of interest, but I actually found nothing. The fact was, having put on weight, having gotten older and slowing down, she'd just simply lost interest in sex, which did nothing to help our marriage. In fact, it made it more difficult to get along.
By this time my step-daughter was sixteen. She had a handful of best friends, who she would bring over to the house on a regular occasions. Working overnights, my wife was almost never home when we'd have our hang-out sessions, our movie nights, ordering pizza, junk food, and staying up until three in the morning. Most times my daughter was there with us, hanging out, having fun, but crashing earlier (age difference, she could never make it late mornings), and I'd find myself in the living room with a bunch of cute teenage girls joking, laughing and at times, getting dirty.
I cannot tell you how many times my dick would get hard, sitting in the recliner, hidden by a blanket, watching my step-daughter's friends, staring at their maturing bodies, getting horny, and desperately wishing I had the guts to either come onto one, or hoping they would flirt with me, and it would lead somewhere.
That all changed one night when Miranda spent the night.
As always, she was funny, cute, friendly, outgoing, and her and my step-daughter hit it off famously. They always hung out, got along better than my step-daughter did with her other friends and at times, my wife even made suggestions (considering we never saw my step-daughter date or even hang out with guys more than on a rare occasion) that there was "something" going on between them. I never said a word, but in truth, I thought if that was possible, it would be extremely hot, dirty, and sexually taboo.
One night when Miranda was spending the night, the girls were talking and joking, so I made an off-hand comment about it. Much to my shock and surprise, my step-daughter Shannon looked at me, and said, "Why would that be a big deal? Maybe if that was what I was into, that's what I'd want to do. I didn't think you'd judge?"
I just smiled and said, "I don't judge. I'm repeating what your mom said. That's all."
Shannon just smirked and said, "Well, she should stop being so fucking lame. She's just boring as hell. Probably why you're frustrated because you don't get any ass."
I just looked at her and laughed.
"Jesus Shannon. Nothing like being blunt."
She just laughed back and said, "Well, you aren't denying it. I know she doesn't put out. She's a prude ass, and I can't imagine how you'd go through it with her anyhow."
I just laughed again, and said, "Well, it's not like I have any other options you know?"
Shannon just shrugged, and said, "You could get a girlfriend. Or a chick on the side."
I was stunned. To have her suggest I should be doing other stuff behind her mom's back, well, I never really had discussed it with her, nor had considered it. I just shrugged it off, we resumed our fun chat, and then that night the girls said they were going to bed.
About 1:30 in the morning, I was downstairs watching a movie. Miranda came down, saying she wanted to get a drink out of the kitchen. I could not help but stare at her little ass walking across the living room, through the dining room, and imagine her walking into the kitchen.
She was gone a bit, and then coming back in, sat down on the love seat. I was chilling on the couch, watching a movie. Looking at me, she asked what I was watching. We got into talking about the movie, and then out of the blue, Miranda shocked me with a question I was not expecting.
"Was that true about what Shannon said?"
I looked at her and, with a questioning look on my face, said, "What did she say?"
Miranda looked at me and said, "About you and the missus. You know, not doing it."
I just looked at her, feeling my face growing red, and my dick getting hard under the blanket I had over my lap. I just shrugged and said, "Well, you know, shit happens after you've been married awhile."
Miranda looked at me and said, "You don't have to let it be that way you know. You're a cool dude, and if she's going to be lame like that, well, maybe you should do what Shannon said."
I just looked at Miranda and said to her, "It's not that easy. Too much to lose. Too many issues. Too many problems. And I don't want to go down that road, having people label me a cheater, a liar, and all that shit."
Miranda looked at me and didn't say anything for a second. So I just looked at her and said, "What?"
Much to my shock, she said, "Well, what if you found someone that wouldn't say something about it? Just wanted to have fun, and be around you if you'd hang out with them and make them happy?"
I looked at her, and joking, said, "Sounds like something you're looking forTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
I loved sex. I liked dating different girls. I enjoyed the freedom that my life gave me. And quite honestly, I really did not want restrictions. I especially did not want to wind up with someone who turned out lame, boring, uneventful, and who stopped wanting to have sex.
Unfortunately, that's just what I did.
When I married my wife, she had a daughter, Shannon, who was almost six years old. My step-daughter was a great kid. Friendly, outgoing, blunt, not afraid to speak her mind, and always funny. And then, two years later, my daughter Amanda came along. Things at home were great for the longest time. My wife and I got along well, we never had a fight, never disagreed on things, and always seemed to make it work.
What I did notice however, was about two years after my daughter was born, sex, that had been happening four to five times a week, had dropped off to (if I was lucky) once a week. And then it turned out it wasn't happening more than a couple times a month.
I first suspected she was possibly cheating on me, thus the lack of interest, but I actually found nothing. The fact was, having put on weight, having gotten older and slowing down, she'd just simply lost interest in sex, which did nothing to help our marriage. In fact, it made it more difficult to get along.
By this time my step-daughter was sixteen. She had a handful of best friends, who she would bring over to the house on a regular occasions. Working overnights, my wife was almost never home when we'd have our hang-out sessions, our movie nights, ordering pizza, junk food, and staying up until three in the morning. Most times my daughter was there with us, hanging out, having fun, but crashing earlier (age difference, she could never make it late mornings), and I'd find myself in the living room with a bunch of cute teenage girls joking, laughing and at times, getting dirty.
I cannot tell you how many times my dick would get hard, sitting in the recliner, hidden by a blanket, watching my step-daughter's friends, staring at their maturing bodies, getting horny, and desperately wishing I had the guts to either come onto one, or hoping they would flirt with me, and it would lead somewhere.
That all changed one night when Miranda spent the night.
As always, she was funny, cute, friendly, outgoing, and her and my step-daughter hit it off famously. They always hung out, got along better than my step-daughter did with her other friends and at times, my wife even made suggestions (considering we never saw my step-daughter date or even hang out with guys more than on a rare occasion) that there was "something" going on between them. I never said a word, but in truth, I thought if that was possible, it would be extremely hot, dirty, and sexually taboo.
One night when Miranda was spending the night, the girls were talking and joking, so I made an off-hand comment about it. Much to my shock and surprise, my step-daughter Shannon looked at me, and said, "Why would that be a big deal? Maybe if that was what I was into, that's what I'd want to do. I didn't think you'd judge?"
I just smiled and said, "I don't judge. I'm repeating what your mom said. That's all."
Shannon just smirked and said, "Well, she should stop being so fucking lame. She's just boring as hell. Probably why you're frustrated because you don't get any ass."
I just looked at her and laughed.
"Jesus Shannon. Nothing like being blunt."
She just laughed back and said, "Well, you aren't denying it. I know she doesn't put out. She's a prude ass, and I can't imagine how you'd go through it with her anyhow."
I just laughed again, and said, "Well, it's not like I have any other options you know?"
Shannon just shrugged, and said, "You could get a girlfriend. Or a chick on the side."
I was stunned. To have her suggest I should be doing other stuff behind her mom's back, well, I never really had discussed it with her, nor had considered it. I just shrugged it off, we resumed our fun chat, and then that night the girls said they were going to bed.
About 1:30 in the morning, I was downstairs watching a movie. Miranda came down, saying she wanted to get a drink out of the kitchen. I could not help but stare at her little ass walking across the living room, through the dining room, and imagine her walking into the kitchen.
She was gone a bit, and then coming back in, sat down on the love seat. I was chilling on the couch, watching a movie. Looking at me, she asked what I was watching. We got into talking about the movie, and then out of the blue, Miranda shocked me with a question I was not expecting.
"Was that true about what Shannon said?"
I looked at her and, with a questioning look on my face, said, "What did she say?"
Miranda looked at me and said, "About you and the missus. You know, not doing it."
I just looked at her, feeling my face growing red, and my dick getting hard under the blanket I had over my lap. I just shrugged and said, "Well, you know, shit happens after you've been married awhile."
Miranda looked at me and said, "You don't have to let it be that way you know. You're a cool dude, and if she's going to be lame like that, well, maybe you should do what Shannon said."
I just looked at Miranda and said to her, "It's not that easy. Too much to lose. Too many issues. Too many problems. And I don't want to go down that road, having people label me a cheater, a liar, and all that shit."
Miranda looked at me and didn't say anything for a second. So I just looked at her and said, "What?"
Much to my shock, she said, "Well, what if you found someone that wouldn't say something about it? Just wanted to have fun, and be around you if you'd hang out with them and make them happy?"
I looked at her, and joking, said, "Sounds like something you're looking forTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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