Janice_(1)

I met Janice in my freshman year of college. We had a few courses together, so we had some talking points to get to know each other better. Janice was beautiful with a soft smile that just someway brightened up the day. Her hair was an auburn color, which she wore down to the tops of her shoulders. She often wore shorts which highlighted strong straight legs that were quite long. Janice was about 5’6″ and 125 pounds of pure sensual energy. Her skin was soft and she got enough sun to give her that slightly bronzed look. Janice was about a 36C (ok, I peeked once) with a great shape and firmness to her tits.

We were soon dating and before to long became lovers. Not being very experienced, my lovemaking was novice at best. Janice and I kind of learned from each other as time went on. We were both quite horny, and if time permitted in our day, we would rush back to our dorms and get it on. I didn’t feel we were anymore amorous that any other couple.

After graduation, we both got jobs and lived together. The fucking intensified, more so by Janice who demanded shagging often. She said she had a horny bug in her puss. I enjoyed meeting her requests and very rarely opted out of sex. My job progressed more rapidly and so we could afford to get married. We soon bought a home, Janice quit her job and she got pregnant with our first, a boy who we named Brian. Less than two years later, our second son, Jeff was born. During this time I had to travel more in my work and thus was away from home for some periods. Janice was always occupied with the boys, but when I was home, she wanted sex all the time. I chalked it up to her missing me during my absences. I started to worry a little when just after a fuck she wanted to go again and was frustrated when my dick wouldn’t get hard within five minutes of coming.

If I joked about her being a nymphomaniac, Janice would get pissed and blame me for not putting her fire out. I pretty much dismissed her anger and usually wound up working more which gave the arguments more retread value. Things remained under wraps until the boys were old enough for school. Once she was alone in the house, Janice would get the itch and call or even come by my office for some quick copulation. This initially had the excitement value, but also soon became a point of contention. Janice, with my knowledge and ok bought a number of toys to help herself along when I just could not.

However by the time the boys got to middle school, Janice was like a mare in heat. It was impossible for me, with the help of the toys to quench her sexual thirst. Reluctantly we discussed her having an affair or even swinging but concluded that was a little too dangerous and risky. It was decided that maybe a fuck buddy would be the solution. The question was who could we trust and who would be available when needed.

I suggested Ted, our next door neighbor. Ted is a little older than us, no kids, and is an international airline pilot.