After my interlude with Karina, I realized that sneaking around trying to keep things a secret just wasn’t a long term solution. It was fun for now, but eventually something would bring it all crashing down, and I’d rather have SOME control over when Sara found out what I’d been up to.

In the meantime, my vasectomy had been pushed back a few months due to scheduling issues so I wasn’t shooting blanks yet. Karina didn’t end up getting pregnant from our encounter, which left her slightly disappointed but I think we both realized it was probably for the best.

Interestingly, Sara must have picked up on something because she actually brought up the topic of Sex. That may have been a first. We were sitting in the living room after the kids were in bed watching TV and she turned and said, “You know, we haven’t had Sex in over 2 months. You haven’t even tried. What’s going on?”

I replied, “Well, honestly there comes a point where getting turned down constantly just leads you to give up. When my success rate with getting you to have Sex is like 10%, it’s not worth the frustration.”

“I know,” she lamented, “it’s just between the kids, work, and everything, I just can’t do it most of the time.”

“I understand that, Sara,” I said, “but this has been an issue since before we had kids. Honestly ever since we got married, Sex has been a chore for you. If you’re not attracted to me anymore, just be honest about it.”

“It’s not about attraction,” she responded, “I just really don’t know what it is.”

“Well,” I said, “unless it’s something you want to work on trying to address, I’m not sure that there’s much to talk about. It’s been an issue for me for a long time I’ve brought it up, but it doesn’t seem like it bothers you so you don’t care to do anything about it.”

“In all honesty, it doesn’t bother me,” she said, “but I know it does bother you and that bothers me.”

All of the sudden my phone vibrated on the nightstand.

I grabbed it to check it while responding, “Well, yes it does bother me but that hasn’t bothered you enough to actually do anything, so I guess that’s just kind of where we are.”

The notification on my phone was a Signal app message from Karina. We use Signal since it keeps it out of my regular texts. Ironically, I’d discovered Signal when Sara and I tried out some playful sexting at one point. The message read, “You up?”

“Ya, having the ‘we don’t have Sex‘ discussion for the hundredth time. Fun stuff,” I replied to the message.

I put my phone back on the nightstand and turned to Sara. While I had been texting Karina back, Sara had taken off her shirt and bra, and was now wearing only her shorts.

“Well, hi…” I muttered, pleasantly surprised and also confused. I may be incredibly frustrated, but damn if my Wife didn’t have the best tits I’ve ever seen.

“Look,” she said, “I know it’s not going to change anything in the long term, but I do want to do something for you tonight.”

She leaned over and started to unbuckle my belt. Just then my phone vibrated again. This time it was a picture of Karina, a top down shirtless shot of her with pouty lips with the message, “Too bad, you know these are always here for you.”

As I messaged back, Sara unzipped my pants and started stroking my cock. Not used to this kind of attention from her, it didn’t take long for it to get fully erect.

“I don’t know who you’re texting,” Sara said, “but keep texting them while I take care of you. Kind of fun, like doing it when you’re talking on the phone but not as risky.”

“If you say so,” I said. I messaged Karina back saying, “You’re not going to believe this, but my Wife is stroking my cock while I’m typing this.”

Sara, kneeling on the couch next to me, bent over and started sucking my cock. She’s pretty good at it, not Karina level good but better than her Sister if I’m honest.

Karina messaged back, “No shit? That’s Hot! I’m getting wet just thinking about it.”

I reached down and grabbed one of Sara’s breasts, caressing it and ever so slightly pinching the nipple. She moaned in pleasure, which is always an amazing feeling when she’s also sucking my cock.

Another message from Karina came in, this one was a picture of her Pussy with her hand clearly playing with her clit. “Show me,” it said. My phone was on silent, so I snapped a quick picture of my Wife sucking my cock and sent it.

“Not as good as me, I’m sure ;),” she replied, “but even a mediocre Blowjob is nice!” I mean, she wasn’t wrong on either count.

Sara momentarily took her mouth off my cock and said, “you’re having quite the conversation up there.” If she only knew. She went back to sucking my cock. I reached and stuck my hand inside her shorts. She stopped me and said, “Sorry, I’m still kind of sore.” It had been months since our second child was born, but I could at least understand that. Stroking her clit was usually OK, but the last time I’d done that she ended up deciding she want to actually have Sex. It ended up being too painful, though.

Disappointed, I put my hand on the back of her head and caressed her hair as she continued to go to town on my cock. Another message from Karina, “Live stream it to me.” Holy shit, I thought. Well, why not. I brought up a video chat app, and with the volume off I called Karina. I switched the camera to rear facing.

I’ve sexted, I’ve Sex chatted with girls online, but watching your Wife suck your cock on screen while the woman you’re cheating on her with gets off to it on the same screen? That’s some next level stuff.

Karina was rubbing her clit as she watched my Wife suck my dick. My Wife climbed off the couch and got on her knees in front of me. “You aren’t recording this, right?”

“Nope, I responded.” Technically true.

She tried to deepthroat my cock and got pretty close, but had to stop before she got quite all of it.

“Tell you what,” she said, “to make it up to you a bit, I’ll do something I’ve never done before. You can either cum on my face or I’ll swallow your cum, whichever you want. When you’re going to cum, just tell me which.”

I glanced at Karina on the screen, and she was now rubbing her clit and fucking her Pussy with a dildo. I’m not sure who was enjoying themselves more, me or her. It also occurred to me she must have propped her phone up since both her hands were busy.

Sara continued sucking my cock, and now began stroking it with her hand while she licked and sucked the head. That was pushing be over the edge, and I told her, “I’m Cumming, I wanna come on your face.”

Sara took her mouth off my cock and stroked it almost frantically, looking me in the eyes with her mouth open just waiting for my cum. As my cock started to pulsate, I noticed Karina was Cumming too on our video chat, which made me cum even harder as I shot rope after rope of Hot cum on Sara’s face. She excused herself to clean up, and I ended the video chat.

Karina messaged, “Holy shit was that fucking Hot. That’s a new one for me.”

“Me too!” I texted back.

My Wife walked back in and playfully grabbed the phone out of my hand and asked, “So, who WERE you texting?”

Shit. Well, here comes that crash I thought to myself.

Her smile quickly faded as she looked at my phone and scrolled. She turned to me and said, “Karina? THATS who you were texting?”

“Well, ya,” I responded, “I won’t try to pretend it wasn’t.”

“Thanks for the fun yesterday? She sent that like a month ago. That’s when… fuck, that’s when the kids and I were down in Tennessee, wasn’t it? You’ve been fucking her haven’t you?” She was connecting the dots.

“It happened one time, yes. We’ve been texting since then, but so far it’s happened once with her,” I admitted.

“With her? How many other women have there been?” She asked.

“I could lie and say it was just her,” I responded, “but at this point there’s no point in trying to hide it, there have been two other women. They were…”

“I don’t even want to know who they are. If I decide I want to know, I’ll ask, and you better damn well tell me if I do,” she said. Bullet dodged for the moment. One thing that struck me was that she hadn’t shed a tear, that just seemed odd. “You’re sure all three women are clean, I don’t have to worry about catching something?”

“Yes, no worries about any of that stuff. Odd question, but you don’t seem as upset about this as I’d expected… what’re you thinking?” I asked.

“Well, part of it is a little shock. The other part, though, is that… well, I was kind of thinking about suggesting something like this to you,” she said.

“Something like what?” I asked.

“Well, you know I have almost no Sex drive and I’ve felt bad about that. I don’t know if it’ll ever come back, I don’t know if it’s hormones, stress, or what. So, I was thinking about telling you I was ok if you wanted to… you know, have a physical relationship with someone else.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes, and it looks like you beat me to the punch. No lie, I’m still a little pissed about that but since I was going to suggest it I can’t be too mad. Oh, and I will straight up kill you if you ever send a picture or video of me to ANYONE ever again. I just texted Karina to delete that picture and she said she would. I told her it was me, by the way. I’ll give her credit for that, at least,” she said.

“Ya, my bad on that. Just kind of got caught up in the moment. Not gonna lie, it was super Hot, but in retrospect, ya.”

“Ya, definitely your bad. You fucking owe me big time. I’m not sure what I’m going to make you do to work that one off, but I’ll make sure you hate it,” she said.

“That’s only fair,” I conceded.

“OK, so here’s my ground rules,” she said.

“You’ve already thought that far?” I asked.

“Yes, now shut up,” she snapped back. “One, any woman you sleep with, you be damn sure she’s clean. I don’t want to catch anything, I’m sure you’re careful I’m just saying. Two, if I ask for names, you give them to me, but otherwise you don’t have to tell me. Three, you don’t miss anything with me and the kids for the sake of chasing tail. Four, I don’t get off on you being with other women, I’m just OK with it so don’t get any ideas about this being some cuckquean situation. And last and not least, if my Sex drive comes back, I reserve the right to put a stop to this whole situation.”

“That all makes sense. You sure you’re OK with this?” I asked.

“Yep, I’ve thought about it alot, and I want you to be happy,” she said. “We both still Love each other and I know that, but right now I’m not meeting a huge need for you and that’s not fair.”

“Ok,” I said,” as long as you’re sure.”

She kissed me in the forehead and said, “Don’t make me regret this. Oh, and tell Karina to shut the fuck up, my blowjobs are NOT mediocre.” We both chuckled, me more out of the awkwardness. She set the phone down next to me and added, “I won’t take this again, lesson learned.” Then she walked to our bedroom.

So, getting busted turned out a little differently than I expected. On the plus side, now I didn’t have to worry about being quite so sneaky in my pursuits.

My phone vibrated for the first time in awhile.

“So… what happened?” the message from Karina said.

“Well,” I responded, “I have a lot to catch you up on…”