It had been three weeks since we decided to try her being exclusive to James and, it had gone pretty well. Yes, I missed sex with her but, every Friday; she would work me off.
We seemed to be even closer than we were before and, of course; she'd tell me all about their sex life. She knew that I enjoyed hearing what they did and stuff, it made me hard all day.
He would spend four nights a week at our house and so I suggested that he move back in with us. It made sense as he would be at our house daily to give her the massages. He didn't take much persuading and the following weekend, he had moved back in with us.
Christy was so happy and so was I actually. I had missed James being around and, it helped with the mortgage.
It was my Friday night, my night for a handjob. She had been and given James his good-night kiss and, I was already in bed when she came to the bedroom. She gave me a long, lingering kiss before going to her drawer; she chose her bra, panties, and a tee-shirt.
She came to kiss me again before going to the bathroom to change.
"I love you," she whispered, "I love you so much."
I waited for her to come from the bathroom and when she did; my eyes popped!
She had left the tee-shirt off and she calmly walked to the bed in her, plain bra and panties.
She got into bed and I asked her if she knew that she wasn't wearing her tee-shirt.
"I know, silly," she said softly as she kissed me deeply, "Do you mind?"
She moved her hand down to my shorts and caressed my erection.
"Take those off," she whispered.
"Seriously?" I gasped, "I can take my shorts off?"
She wriggled under the covers as I eased my shorts off, I threw them on to the floor; I turned to kiss her and, she pulled her hands out of the covers.
She held up her panties!
"Oh my God, you've taken your panties off!" I panted.
She put them under the pillow and smiled as she pulled the covers up to her neck, more fumbling under the cover. She pulled out her bra and placed that under the pillow as well.
"You're, you're, you're naked?" I stuttered, "You're naked in bed with me?"
"I want you to make love to me tonight," Christy whispered as she grabbed my soaking wet cock.
"Can I touch you?" I asked excitedly, "Your tits and everywhere?"
"I'm nude aren't I?" she whispered, "But, please don't pull the covers down, yet."
I almost came when I placed my hand on her ti., I tried to be as gentle as I could but, I hadn't touched them in over four weeks! God, her nipples felt hard. I ran my hand down her body to her pussy, and, it was soaking.
"Christy, I won't pull the covers down at all, if you'd prefer me not to?" I asked.
"Would that be okay?" she whispered.
"Of course, why are you doing this?" I asked as I slid my finger deep into her pussy.
"You've done so well, and I thought that you might like to fuck me tonight."
She pushed her tongue into my mouth and, I came! I shot my load all over her leg.
"Shit! I've just cum!" I panted, "I'm sorry babe, I couldn't stop it."
"It's okay," Christy whispered, "At least we tried."
"I'll run to the bathroom and get some toilet paper to clean my mess from your leg," I said apologetically.
"Thank you."
"Would you like me to put my shorts on before I get out of bed?" I asked.
"Would you mind?" she replied with a smile.
I pulled my shorts on and went to the bathroom and when I returned; she had her bra back on and her panties were in her hand. I handed her the toilet tissue and she moved her hand under the covers to wipe my cum from her leg.
She wriggled back into her panties after handing me the cum soaked toilet tissue and, I climbed back into bed. We kissed passionately and again, I apologized for shooting over her leg. Again, she reassured me that it was okay.
"Thanks for trying to have sex with me, babe," I said, "It felt good seeing you in your bra and panties, and touching you."
"I wanted to feel extra close to you tonight, and I know that you've been dying to touch me," she replied, "At least we tried."
"It's a good job that you have James," I joked, "Your husband is useless in bed."
"I don't need my husband to be a stud in the bedroom," Christy said softly, "My husband fulfills me in every other aspect of our lives together!"
"Thanks, babe."
"I mean it, Gary, just because we don't have sex, doesn't mean that I don't love you with all my heart," she replied, "I have James for sex but, I have you for everything else in my life!"
"I love you, Christy!" I shouted.
"Answer me honestly please," Christy replied, "Do you mind that we don't have sex, do you mind that you don't see my body?"
"Honestly, I don't mind," I answered, "I feel that we have gotten closer since we stopped having sex."
"I do as well!" she said loudly, "I honestly think that we have. I know that I love you even more now than I ever did when we were sexual together."
"I love hearing you scream from the bedroom when you have sex with him," I replied, "It's such a turn on for me."
"I never knew that you could hear?"
"I can and, I love it! I would love to see you make love with him sometime," I whispered, "I know that wouldn't be possible because I would have to see you naked."
"You'd really like to see me having sex with him?"
"Heck, yes!" I shouted.
"We'll see, maybe on our wedding anniversary, as a special treat for you," she whispered.
"Seriously?" I gasped, "That's only three weeks away, you'd do that for me?"
"Maybe," she said in a sexy voice, "Maybe."
"I don't suppose that you and I will have sex on our anniversary, will we?" I asked.
"No, we won't," Christy replied, "Plus, it falls on a Thursday. But, I do have a special meal booked at your favorite restaurant, for just the two of us."
The following three weeks flew by and, I bought my wife a diamond necklace for our wedding anniversary. James bought a sexy new dress and a sapphire ring.
Christy had a poem written especially for me and, she had it hand-painted onto canvas for me. It was the sweetest poem that I have ever read, telling me how much she loves me and, how amazing a husband I am.
She wore the dress that James bought her, to our dinner date and, boy, did she look sexy! It was red, figure-hugging and it came to about five inches above her knees; it was sleeveless and she looked amazing!
Our dinner at my favorite restaurant was perfect, it was so nice to be alone with her and, her beauty had my eyes glued to her the entire time.
From time to time, her red bra, shoulder strap would show and I imagined what she looked like without the dress on.
All too soon, it was time for us to get home and for me to hand her over to James. We had drunk a bottle of wine at the restaurant and, she wanted more wine when we got home. Suddenly, I realized that we had emptied two bottles of wine while we were talking, Christy was a little tipsy but, she still knew what she was doing.