First Stats:

  • 39 years old, 5'7", 195#
  • Gym: Been going for 4 weeks, 3-4 times per week, Using Stronglift 5x5 program and currently at Sq 110, Bench 135, Row 120, Dead 170, OHP 85 (working through tennis elbow)
  • Bible: yes, Tulip guy
  • Spiritual: Born again 15 years ago, Holy Spirit baptized, I often teach, preach, witness, and disciple men.
  • MMSPL: Game your wife, pass fitness and comfort tests, stay in shape
  • Rational Male: I am the prize, hypergamy, dread
  • BBP: Crash course of red pill in marriage
  • WISNIFG: Make your own decisions, stick to it, don't feel bad
  • Men's Fraternity: Reject passivity, expect God's reward, accept responsibility, lead courageously
  • 12 Rules for Life: Currently 50% through. Positive psychological guidance, mainly for men, some biblical references.
  • Finances: Getting too much debt from home improvement projects, but under control. Secure job in software, above average for my location, below for industry, get job offers often, but not looking to relocate.

Roughly a month a go, I asked the wife to write up an erotic story. Read up here for the plot setup.

First response.

She was pretty happy and confident about this request. She knows that sex had become really boring and she was doing none of the initiating. So, when I asked her to write up a story, she tells me she has it in her head already and just needs to write it up. I ask a couple times how the writing is coming over the course of a week and keeps saying she hasn't got anything to write it up on. Lame. We have dozens of notepads, 3 laptops, she can write it up easy. After two weeks, I give up asking about it and reply with "oh, ok. Too bad, I was looking forward to it." and drop it. No pouting or whining, immediately moved on to talk about something else.

Day after I dropped it.

She starts sending me unsolicited nudes via text out of the blue and insisting that we go on a date. I tell her we can do it tomorrow. Tomorrow comes and she is acting different, like she can't wait for dinner to end. She also orders a couple bloody mary's which she normally doens't do. We drove to a restaurant along the Mississippi that was part of the "Grumpy Old Men" movies which we both like to eat at because it is right on the water. After dinner we go for a walk along the river and find a pretty cool willow tree. She pulls me under it and kisses me, then gives me head as I watch for cars or other people coming. We stop as a truck 2 blocks away turns towards us and lights up the tree with it's headlights. We decide to walk to the car and leave. There I put my hand up her skirt to see she's wetter than I can ever remember her being. She's happy, so she's giving me road head like no tomorrow and keeping it going while I look for a state park picnic area I know about. There we get out of the car and she leads me to a pavilion with picnic tables where we touch all the bases outside in pitch dark. Normally she's picky about what I touch or poke fingers, but not tonight, she's not batting my hand or objecting to anything. Between the car ride and picnic table, this goes on for almost an hour and a half. I can hardly say that it's directly related to this writing thing, but it's interesting anyway, right?

The next week.

She wants to go on another date. Now sending pics that aren't the typical "burlesque" style she makes, but they are not filtered, below the belt, kind I am always asking for. I let her know I like this. Says she liked the Mississippi touch from last time, but wants different small river city. We stop at one for dinner right on the water again, but different town. She flashes me the crotch-less underwear I bought her that she never wears and is wearing some gold color high heels that I also like and bought her. Very much aiming to please. We eat, she has two bloody marys and it's still light out so we head to another town to a tap house.

Here is where it get's odd. She wants to go in first and sit at the bar alone for a few minutes before I come in to see if she gets hit on, then have me come up and pretend we don't know each other and also hit on her, then leave with me. I laughed it off, and said she isn't to accept any drink from anyone else, because that has implications. However I was uneasy, not sure if she could tell. She is quite pretty, especially for 38 and she is totally filling those F cups too, so getting attention won't be a problem. I had to use the bathroom anyway, so I walk in separate go do my business, and just take my time. By the time I get out, sure enough a guy has sat two stools away from her at the bar and I he is turning to her and just about to talk when I sit on the stool between them. She was really amused with this whole thing and blushing. I didn't play the full game out and act like we were strangers, just acted like I didn't notice him at all.

We talk, I have a beer, she has two more bloody marys, we leave. Three drinks in one night is rare as we don't believe in getting drunk, this is closer than usual. Road head again for the 40 minute drive to a fishing spot of mine along a river. She get's fully naked in front of me (which she NEVER does) alternate positions in the parking lot and on the hood of my car. We go home and do it again in our bedroom, which she never wants to do it twice in a day either. Afterwards she is cuddling like she never has. Putting her head on my heart and getting all sappy and sentimental about other relationships falling apart and looking for me to comfort her about us staying together. Saying she never wants us to split up and so on. Normally, she can be kind of cold too, so this isn't like her to get mushy over me.

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Gather some facts and spill some beans.

  • She is acting more attached and "in love" than she ever has in our lives.
  • I do game her regularly, pass fitness and comfort tests and have been for a while.
  • I don't get jealous when she is hit on. In fact I like knowing that other men find her attractive.
  • In those two dates, we might have had more sex in terms of "minutes" than all summer long of the quick starfish stuff, huge improvement.
  • We have probably had sex +3500 times in 20 years, but she's never been wetter, adventurous, or enthusiastic about sex than these two dates. This is also huge.
  • When we first got together, she would like to make out in front of other people at parties or around our friends and clearly enjoyed the attention. We had sex in the car circa 1996 with people walking by at a keg party and it drove her crazy. I liked it too.
  • Nearly 20 years ago before Christ, she was willing to have a threesome or swap if I wanted to but I declined because of Oneitis. Now I see it as infidelity and usually leads to divorce.
  • Both of us had sex abuse as children and this sort of role play appeals to each of us.
  • She absolutely doesn't get drunk and will get mad if I pressure her to have another at any point. Will hold the it over my head for weeks too.

Cause for concerned?

I am starting to wonder if her "story" had something to do with being hit on by a different guy and/or being seen in public. Maybe it just got her exploring some stuff and these feels came back to her, like this is possibly a repressed kink that has been resurfaced.

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Questions I can't ask at my own church:

Is this harmless fun to put her on display?

At what point is it causing others to lust?

Boundaries were set long ago to not involve anyone else, what other boundaries should be considered?

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