My Wife, Her New Friend, An Opportunity

My Wife, Her New Friend, An Opportunity.

Note: This is a true story. The names and certain personal details have been changed to protect…….myself however, the event described below is accurate.
I have posted a few fictional stories on this site but rather than describing any one woman, girl or event the stories are a compilation of experiences from before and after my marriage. While none of the prior stories are true there are elements of truth, my nature, situations and expressions in those stories.
I have had some real surprises since getting divorced and like many do I have explored sexual avenues with a few woman to unleash that pent up desire.
I was true to my wife, until we separated. I was pretty sure she wasn’t true to me but have no proof. Maybe the situation described below finally presented her an opportunity and helped bring it out in her ?.
After our divorce I did hear of her suspected orientation and a situation when she was around 13 yrs old.
Actually her orientation didn’t bother me once it surfaced, of course the marriage wasn’t what it once was and if it would have surfaced many many years ago then it would have bothered me.
I didn’t leave her due to her being bi or lesbian (still not sure what she is to this day but pretty sure she is just bi) rather she just became and intolerable bitch. Sorry Ladies.

A little background:
My wife and I were married (now divorced) for about 25 yrs. My name is Terry and I was 47 yrs old and my wife’s name is Laura and she was 45 and we have a child.
We had been married a long time and like others we did have our up’s and down’s but things became bad and continued that way for the last several yrs of our marriage and the last few yrs were just intolerable, for me.
I could describe her behavior and general attitude but I won’t bore you with details bother than to say Laura had become a bitch from hell on steroids with a toothache and severe PMS.
I do not intend any offense to woman, I LOVE woman and do not lump all them into one group but from a man’s perspective I just wanted to express that things had gotten to a certain point and it was the only I way to describe Laura plus it is relevant to set the stage for what happened, why and what I hoped would be the result and/or didn’t care about the result.

Now onto the story:

I was truly on the edge in our marriage and figured the only way out was death. being a child of divorce I know it was no fun and vowed never to put my child through it so I worked my ass off to make it work however, the love was long gone so it was only survival and trying to eek out some kind of life. I struggled to cope and was desperately seeking answers and a remedy and just when it reached the bottom, Laura met a new friend. Whew !
Her new friend is Stacy and she was 37 yrs old and let me tell you, their new friendship was a saving grace for me, for awhile anyway.
Laura and Stacy had a connection due to the ages of each of our children but another element to it was that as bad as Laura “thought” her life was Stacy’s “situation” was worse, far far worse.
It was not good in many aspects but I cannot bore you or even provide much detail.
I’m not that way and don’t view things like that to make me feel better but Laura does and with her seeing Stacy’s situation made any issue she thought made her life so “miserable” look dam good in comparison, Laura suddenly gathered a new appreciation for things, at least that is what I figured at first and it was part of it but there was more to it than that I came to find out.

Some people feel I treated Laura “to good” and while it is true that people can be spoiled or take things for granted that does not excuse a person, they are responsible for their behavior good, bad or bitchy.
Laura lacked for nothing, I treated her very well personally, made sure she always had a nice vehicle to drive, we had a nice home, she had tremendous amounts of free time because she didn’t work (mutual decision because of a child) the child was just in school at this point, she had money to spend and a family man that worked around the house, watched the child, went on family vacations, etc, etc……………you get the picture.
Anyway, since Laura met Stacy the heat was suddenly off of me as far as the constant bitching, pissing and moaning. I never could understand the constant nagging about everything and nothing, I just couldn’t explain it and there was nothing that could be done.
Yes, I tried all sorts of ways from nice, to mean, to stern to forgiving to “whatever” in the hopes of rectifying the situation.
Like I said about Laura, she had plenty of free time and she now spent it with, for and around Stacy.
At this point in our marriage this didn’t bother me at all, she was away from the house or “calmed down”, it was somewhat quiet, our child minded me and I was fine with things.
I needed the break from her BS and loved it when she wasn’t around (like I said the love seemed to be long gone) but I still hoped something would convince her that what she had was fantastic by anyone’s standard.
She had been told by every single friend she ever had plus her own mother that she better mind things at home or she would be sorry.
Laura didn’t have anything that anyone would consider to be even close to “bad”, something led to her behavior but I never could nail it down. It could be mental as she had a roller coaster mood but you couldn’t talk to her cause as far as she was concerned everything and everyone else was the “problem” and if you didn’t agree with her then you were against her.
Her practice was to divide people and like I said if anyone didn’t agree with her then especially about me and they way she thought her life was so bad then she would try to pit people against each other then control the message so she could paint whatever picture she wanted.

As her friendship with Stacy grew she would get her to come over to our house but Stacy worried about me. She didn’t know me and her experience with men was that we are all overbearing controlling assholes so she worried about coming over all the time like Laura wanted her to.
Stacy quickly found out that we were not all the same and that I truly had no problem at all with her coming over and that she could spend all the time at our house that she pleased.
I told Stacy direct and right in front of Laura that she was a savior and Laura was driving me to insanity and every since they met I was relieved of undue pressure.
I thought Stacy was pretty when I first saw her and who doesn’t mind having a pretty woman around. Laura had many friends and acquaintances over the years and some were downright HOT.
I made it clear that I was serious about what I said regarding their friendship and that I was so damn glad for it I didn’t know what to do. It didn’t take long for Stacy to warm up to me and realize what I was talking about, the more she was around and spent time with Laura the more she started to draw parallels between her shitty controlling husband and Laura.

Stacy came to empathize with my situation and actually liked me better as a person than Laura. She ended up simply “tolerating” Laura but still valued the friendship but she couldn’t stand the way Laura treated me and how she had no appreciation for everything she had.
Laura empathized with Stacy’s predicament and Stacy was envious of Laura’s situation but again, there was more to it for Laura than I knew at that time.

Stacy’s husband worked a job where he did nothing but travel and only came home for two or three days out of every ninety days so him being gone and her not working left her with time but her situation with family and other issues kept her tied down, physically and mentally.
Stacy was a very good, decent and pleasant person, she went to church, took care of their child and had a certain integrity.
Her husband was controlling even from a distance and just like me Stacy had grown tired of trying to please someone who cannot be pleased so she stopped trying and bucked her nonexistent husband.
Not that Laura was a good influence and Stacy is passive submissive, more on that as the story continues.
I can get along with anyone and Stacy found that out. With the ice broken the entire relationship among the three of us grew and as it did grow I began to see things in Laura that caused me to question her either hidden or latent sexuality over 25 yrs of marriage.

A typical Friday and Saturday evening would entail Stacy and her child coming over to our house and while our children played the three of us would have a few drinks and sit around talking. I was never much of a drinker but would have a few beers yet not get drunk.
On the other hand Laura started to consume mixed drinks and Stacy even loosened up and consumed some as well and they could get pretty buzzed.
Stacy had a new friend now and she was breaking away from her husband and doing things that she missed out on since she was married young then divorced and married again and had a child.

When people drink we know that what they become or portray is not the booze talking rather it is the true person because alcohol lets people become uninhibited.
When Laura drank characteristics of at least bi-sexual tendencies became evident and she became much more provocative, suggestive and “nasty talking” than normally.
Laura “came out” at other events and parties before all this started happening but I just had a blind eye to it and never put it together as something inside her that needed to be let out.
So as the drinking continued and the inuendos were thrown around at each other, things slowly transpired.
Neither Stacy or myself were that suggestive, buzzed or not, nor did we start anything or take the lead rather Laura did that in regards to suggesting sexual scenarios like a threesome or pairing off and having sex, etc.
Now the inuendos thrown out like this was nothing more that hadn’t been done with countless friends in countless situations as people joke with each other.
In every joke there is always an element of truth because as much as people don’t like to admit it some friends would love to have sex with one another if only for their spouses permission or even no permission but the potential downside and fidelity will keep most people in check.
Now from my position the prospect of having sex with Stacy, with Laura’s permission no less, was certainly an interesting prospect for a lot of reasons.
One, she is pretty and has a nice body, another reason is that it would be so absolutely naughty given she is married and yet another is that I have had sex with the same woman for about 25 yrs. Laura ended up playing games when it came to us having sex and still another reason would be I could cum inside Stacy and not have a worry since she had a hysterectomy.
Let me explain so you will understand,
Laura didn’t take birth control, tried it years ago but the side effects weren’t good. I never had vasectomy and we didn’t use condoms so for YEARS I would either pull out or since Laura liked me to fuck her in the ass I would finish there.

Now as far as a threesome with Laura and Stacy was concerned that was equally interesting but at that time I still wasn’t for sure about my wife’s hidden orientation so as the drinks went down and joking revolved around a threesome I wondered, “how would a session go” ?.
I had NO experience in such but certainly had the desire but I knew I was teasing myself.
You don’t actually do it, right ?.
What man hasn’t fantasized about fucking his wife’s friend or friends and/or even threw inuedos around your own buddy and his wife back and forth during a get together ?.

It was fun to think about, joke about and all that but still I wondered what it would be like, two woman on me, would Laura and Stacy eat each other out, would I take turns fucking each………all the above………?????. Stacy never exhibited bi-sexual behavior but again booze, opportunity and marital issues can make people justify about anything.
Not like I didn’t dream about having sex with two girls or woman from the time I was maybe 15 yrs old right on through the present time but in the real world I didn’t know how these things went and on top of that there was the HUGE potential for disaster and deep regret.
I had no worries of regret on my end rather I was thinking about Laura afterwords, not to mention Stacy.
I mean in one fell swoop we could all “cross that line” and then all you can do is deal with it, good, bad or ugly.

The repercussions where huge but given the situation the benefits could pay off, like me marking one off of my bucket list and I could cross having a threesome off that list.
I mean we were where we were in our marriage so I was thinking if it crashes things down so what, it’s been crashed for some time and we are just existing in the aftermath day in and day out.
What would it lead to, DIVORCE, Yeah and that bothered me.