I thought I had it all. A beautiful wife. A successful business. Expensive house and cars. Lots of opportunities for extramarital sex. I never expected my wife to discover that.

But she did.

And she wasn't upset.

She wanted me to keep going. And to tell her all about it. What had I done in life to be so lucky?

I had no idea.

My wife's approval, however, came with one very significant restriction.

On me.

On my manhood.

This is an erotic story that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. All characters are adults and consenting. Intended for adult audiences only.

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My mouth dropped open. "I've never cheated?" I started to lie.

"Oh stop," she insisted before I could complete the lie. "I'm not angry you've been with a few women over the past couple decades. You aren't very good at hiding it."

I could feel my face flash red. My stomach turned into a hard knot. I felt like my head was floating. These were not good things. "Hiding it? Hiding what?" I tried to play innocent.

Claudia rolled her eyes at me. "You usually go to a couple of conferences a year. At every conference you wind up having sex with someone. Sometimes she's pretty or sexy or sometimes she's just convenient. It doesn't bother me because it keeps you happy."

"How could you possibly?"

She cut me off again. I was going to say How could you possibly think that I would do such a thing? She thought I was going to say How could you possibly know?

"I can read all of your text messages and see all of the pictures you send."

Not smart.

I started hyperventilating. My head was ringing now.

I sat up in the bed, bent my knees, and grabbed my legs. I wanted the world to stop turning.

"It's fine, honey. It doesn't bother me," Claudia reassured me. "It intrigues me."