Adultery Watching My Wife Find Herself by aurelius1982

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I walk out of the restroom and back to the bar. I enter it, intent on confronting Archana and the guy. But the booth is now empty! How long was I in the restroom?

I call her cellphone again. Goes unanswered again. This time, no immediate text. The text comes fifteen minutes later.

- Ninad I told you I am busy in the office. Unless this is urgent, please don't keep calling.

I stare at it. I compose a long angry text telling her how I have seen her and I know she is not in the office. But then I delete it. And reply,

- sorry. butt dial.

Where is she? Where did she go with the fratboy looking dude? They are having an affair, surely. I first seethe with anger.

Then another part of me pipes. Well, what did you expect? When was the last time you had sex with her?

I genuinely have to jog my memory for a while before remembering that it was four months ago on our anniversary. And that too was a drunken quickie.

Maybe if you are also in a stable happy marriage in your late thirties, you will understand it when I say that I still think my wife is very hot, but sex with her just doesn't excite me anymore. Is it because we have been together for over two decades?

I think about our marriage. It is still a happy marriage. We don't really fight. At least not serious fights. We both love each other. We have a good life. We were a happy textbook couple in high college and then college and then grad college and then in Southern California too. We have a brilliant lovely daughter who is the center of our existence. We both have good well-paying careers. We have a great house. We take lots of vacations and have fun with each other.

The sex part is kind of the exception if you look at it objectively. It just is not as hot and heavy as it once was.

It's not that my libido has gone down or anything. I still jack off at least 4 times a day, often in the bathroom stall at my office. It's just that sex with Archana no longer excites me as much as porn and my fantasies.

One of those fantasies is of Archana with other men. I have never told it to her. It's my dirty little secret. I have never thought of acting on it. But it is a recurring fantasy.

And now it turns out that it might actually be happening. No. It is definitely happening! I picture that kiss. I feel at once disgusted and aroused. And I have to run back to the restroom.

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