A Descent Into Madness Pt. 03

Thanks to Anonymous for his / her / their comments / questions in response to part 1 of this story. As I promised I have got the narrator (George) and his wife (Glenda) to answer the questions. See the 'Why Stay Married?' section.

THE STORY CONTINUES

I told my wife what the doctor had said, that he had signed me off for a month and he had referred me to a psychiatrist.

Without any preamble, Glenda said "George, we should continue meeting Dave."

I thought this was typical of my wife. She wanted to fuck Dave. My breakdown was a mere inconvenience to her.

I didn't reply so she said "Dave was so kind to you."

I said "That's true. He delayed us having a fully sexual 3some. Okay, but I don't want either of us to have sex with him until my medication kicks in."

Glenda said "Okay. I'm sure Dave will agree, given your circumstance."

I had been railroaded into agreeing for Glenda and I to keep seeing Dave, who I still didn't like or trust.

Glenda also implied that, if Dave didn't agree to a pause, she would let him use her body.

NUDE 3 IN A BED

Glenda reverted to being uninterested in everything, except seeing Dave. Admittedly the meds I was on inhibited my libido. But if Glenda had initiated I'm sure my cock could have risen to the occasion.

Dave came over the next night. This was his first time in our house.

We agreed to recreate the 3 in the bed scene but this time both Dave and would be naked and Glenda would wear her panties.

Dave and I helped Glenda strip down to her panties. Dave admired my wife's tits but didn't touch them.

Dave started undressing. This was the first time that my wife would see his monster cock. She watched intently as he took off his clothes.

When he pulled off his designer underpants she said "That's what I call a cock. I can't wait to see it fully erect."

I then stripped naked. I enjoyed Dave and Glenda watching me undress.

As before Glenda kissed Dave and then me. This time Dave's cock was getting longer and thicker. Dave then kissed me and I kissed my wife.

When the 3 of us retired to bed Dave mounted my wife but she still had on her panties. He had an orgasm while dry humping her and stained Glenda's panties with his cum.

He went to the bathroom to clean his cock. Then he dressed, kissed us both and left.

WHY STAY MARRIED?

After Dave left I said to Glenda "I'm replaceable and divorce is easy since we have no kids and we own next to nothing. Why do you need me if Dave ticks all your boxes? He appears to have lots of money while I earn only a modest salary.

I couldn't afford give a taxi driver £20 and tell him to keep the change.

And his dick is extraordinarily large. It's twice the size of mine."

Glenda replied "Dave is a sleep-around who fucks both women and men. I'm not in love with him, but even if I fell in love with him I wouldn't want to marry him.

He wouldn't stay true to me. I'd just be one of his cum dumps. Some women might accept that. I couldn't and wouldn't. That's too way out for me.

And besides you helped me select him, no doubt for his large cock size."

I said "If Dave doesn't suit you then finding guys to fuck wouldn't be a problem. You have been propositioned on Bull. com by lots of men and narrowed it down to 3."

Then came the clincher.

I asked "So why do you stay with me when I am nothing more than your roommate?"

At last I had said that I felt like a roommate.

For a long time I hadn't felt Glenda treated me as a wife ought to treat a husband. I had broken the silence. Now the floodgates were open.

Glenda replied "I have given my all to you. I can't give anything else. If you want more then let's get divorced."

I said "I've often thought about that. Up to now I haven't had the courage to talk openly about my feelings. That has been the mystery ingredient. I didn't want to risk the consequences.

Glenda said "I'm not a mind-reader. I was the one who first opened up about wanting to fuck another man."

I said "I presume you had thought about it before we saw that film."

GLENDA'S NEARLY AFFAIR

Glenda said "Cards on the table. I did more than just think about it."

My heart sank. I was expecting that Glenda would say she had fucked another man.

Glenda continued "I fancied a man at my workplace. He fancied me. We got to chatting and I knew that he wanted to sleep with me, even though he is married.

One time we went for an after-work drink together. Armed with a bit of Dutch courage Uri suggested that we went to a nudist beach together. I agreed and we went to the beach 3 times.

Uri suggested that we went to a hotel and make use of a double bed. I was tempted but I told him that I couldn't cheat on you.

Uri told me that if I ever changed my mind, the offer was still open."

I said "Did you delete the emails?"

Glenda said "No. They are all there in the draft folder, if you want to see them."

I sang "Nights in white satin

Never reaching the end

Letters I've written

Never meaning to send."

Glenda said "That's what I love about you. You come out with some seemingly unrelated comment."

I said "Thank you for the compliment. I don't want to read the emails at the moment.

So in summary at night you sat in the same room and remembered the fun of being naked with Uri."

Glenda said "It wasn't fun. Uri's not well hung or particularly handsome. But he would be faithful. That's his Unique Selling Point."

I said "But you said Uri is married."

Glenda replied "Yes but she's got Alzheimer's and doesn't recognise him.

But thinking of Uri is why I was distant and distracted. I sat there beside you and I was longing to be with Uri. That's my guilty secret."

I asked "Why didn't you choose Uri for our 3 in a bed?"

Glenda replied "Uri is straight and we wanted a bisexual man to satisfy both our kinks.

But full confession, if you died I would be dating Uri after a respectable time of mourning."

I said "If only I had known. Perhaps I could have found a special man. Instead your silence nearly destroyed our marriage."

Glenda said "The pot is calling the kettle black. You were distant and distracted as well."

I thought "I wanted honestly and openness. I've got it in spades. I suppose people should be wary of wishing for such things."

To be continued