More of Chapter One, Kate Gets Marks

During that extended period when I was little interested in sex, Mark would sometimes sulk and remove himself from our bed for hours at a time. I knew he was going into the online world and its various temptations, although he was very secretive about it. Even though we were together, we both got a little lonely, and our marriage was tested. I never stopped wanting to be his wife and I think Mark wanted to keep being my husband, but maybe with someone on the side. That was not acceptable to me and Mark ultimately respected my wishes, although about once a year he would go into a fugue where he lost sight of what he had with me. Our marriage survived those times and I hope those doubts are now gone for good.
Nowadays it is easier to have time for each other. The children being that little bit older means we don’t have to be parents every single minute of the day. It is a nice feeling to be able to go out as a couple, and enjoy each other’s company again. I am also much more comfortable in my career and feel secure in a way that I haven’t really before. I feel much more relaxed about everything really.
My attitude to these recent changes have had a noticeable effect on me and I am now up for sex more often, and I am a little more willing to experiment too. I still pretty much like it to be over quickly, but now I am on top and controlling the pace, or telling Mark how to fuck me. I feel like my sensuality has returned, and is growing stronger. I am noticing that I am aroused and wanting sex throughout my entire cycle; not just at that heightened moment of ovulation when my desire is still strongest.
This persistent sense of being turned on is quite exquisite, and I also love what seems to accompany my own arousal. I have noticed this feeling rippling outwards from deep within me and touching others. I see men, and sometimes women too, looking at me with obvious interest, as if they sense my bodily excitement. I quite like this feeling of being noticed, although sometimes the more overt reactions are a bit confronting or vulgar.
Whatever these apparent admirers are sensing or thinking; I haven’t wanted to act on their attention. That would be taking things too far; well, at least that is how I have felt. Now I am less sure. Some of my most basic attitudes and values — perhaps my intentions too — are apparently changing; driven by my swelling desires and fanciful contemplations.
I have never really seriously considered making love with another man since getting married, even though over the years I have sometimes found myself strongly attracted to different men. Until now! I am not sure why, but lately my husband has been encouraging me to consider this very idea. This notion of his has generally come up when I have happened to mention a man whom I found attractive or appealing at work or elsewhere, while telling him about my day. Sometimes he raises the idea after we have just finished having great sex. If I were to be honest with myself, I can’t really pretend that it is solely his idea.

Author: Ronnie Strong

Ronnie came to writing fine erotica via his studies and career in professional writing. He grew up in East Doncaster, during the sixties and seventies. Ronnie then lived in student share houses in Fitzroy during the 1980s. He moved further north in Melbourne's suburbs over the years. He also had an interlude in a country town and Melbourne’s inner western suburbs. He is now very settled in a little pocket of Reservoir near La Trobe University. That is where he completed his PhD. Ronnie is a working parent with young children. His day job as a policy officer with a government department is a bit of a distraction, but does pay the bills. Ronnie loves music and has been a David Bowie fan all his life. He follows the Sydney Swans AFL football club. He also like reading and great movies and television series.

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