I have been married for over 21 years, have five wonderful children and I’m still as in love with my husband as he is with me. However, it has not been all rosy.
I was a virgin when I met him, and I really mean a virgin! I had never even seen a penis before. While we were dating, he pulled out his penis and I found myself quickly and quite naturally giving him a beautiful blowjob, even though I had never done that before. Later he told me that he could have sworn that I had been sucking cocks for years. I was brought up religiously and had no interest in sex but I loved this man so much that our physical desire just had to be satisfied.
After we married, we had three children immediately. They were 18 and 15 months apart. If only The Pill had been allowed then. After a lapse of four years we had two more children. They were born only 18 months apart.
When the middle child was about two, I realized that things were just not right with my husband. After many tears and a long discussion, I found out that he had been seeing call girls on the side. Not only seeing them, but many times arranging for other friends to see them. When he asked me to have sex with another man, I thought he was completely crazy. He said it excited him to think of me having sex with someone else.
I could not stand the thought of living the way we were with him unhappy, and so l finally agreed. I tried to find someone to screw me but I didn’t know how to go about it. Even though I had three children, I was still young and attractive. Finally he asked me if he could arrange it for me. At the time he was the manager of a drive in restaurant that was part of a large, fine motel complex. Even though I was scared to death, I agreed. I don’t know why I was so frightened, but I was.
The first businessman with whom I had a date turned out to be very nice, gentle and loving. He didn’t know it but it turned out that I actually knew his wife, who came from my home state. He also paid well.
That launched a decade of call girl ing for me, all for the benefit of my husband. It was lucrative, but in the beginning at least, this was not why I did it. Later, when my husband was laid up for a time he’s a disabled veteran it actually took care of our family. My husband loved me more for every man I took. He was actually ecstatic when he was allowed to follow a customer. Again, I thought he was crazy.
Being a nice girl from a religious family, this bothered me quite a bit because although I had the satisfaction of pleasing my husband completely, I still had a terrible guilty feeling. Then one day one of my wealthiest customers said to me, “Look honey, as long as you’re not hurting anyone by what you’re doing, don’t ever let it bother you. Just think, you are really making so many people happy.” Of course, I knew he was right because my clients were men who were satisfying themselves out of the home where “it” was not available and after our “time,” always returned to their homes content with their wives, who never knew the difference. I believe they were actually better husbands for it.
However, during that time I discovered that my husband wanted to participate. I have always been very jealous and could not stand the thought of him having relations with someone else. But my most satisfying experience was fixing him up with a beautiful girl whom I had been working with and letting him take us both at once. That was really quite an accomplishment for me. So we started to “party” together. That is, he would arrange large “parties” and there would be a show put on by two girls. For me, it was acting. I had and have no interest in lesbian relationships, but the girls I worked with were sometimes true lesbians. I cannot actually say that I didn’t enjoy it. The parties and attention were fun and exciting. I soon made my own business contacts and, in fact, became quite professional.
My first strip show was really something. There must have been 50 men in one small room. I was a little scared because the men had all been drinking a lot and, of course, there was always the fear of the police breaking in. One consolation was that my “john” was always around somewhere watching and ready to step in if I needed him. In those days he was called my boyfriend.
So now I have told you about a man who loved sex and loved to participate. The thing about him that I found I was unable to accept was his desire to have sex with other men. Yes, he is a bisexual. This was hard to take. I really thought he was crazy or had turned “homo” and I was heartbroken. But I always accepted what he wanted to do and participated with him and he always ended up loving me all the more for it.
After ten years on The Pill, I began to enjoy sex less. I was tired of being interrupted by customers who knew me so well that they were interfering with my family life. I gave up everything including The Pill and returned to the business world, where I am now. My gynecologist agreed that I should go off The Pill. He said that if I didn’t I’d soon be in the funny farm.
My husband accepted this completely. I told him that I just didn’t care to have relations with anyone except him. He was satisfied. We had had many experiences together and we enjoyed talking about them. He still wanted to have occasional sex with other men though and he still wanted me to be with him. I did this reluctantly because I found that it was slowly driving me crazy. I thought he was either a sex maniac or nuts.
A year ago my boss gave me a copy of Forum and I will be eternally grateful to him, because it changed my whole life. At last I could accept the many things my husband wanted me to accept. He is not crazy after all. I can’t tell you how relieved it made me feel. It was as if someone had taken a huge burden from me. I now understand my husband completely, can participate without any bad feelings and it is wonderful. Your magazine has given me a new lease on life. It’s been three years since I left the business but I can truthfully say I enjoy sex more now than I ever enjoyed it before.
My whole family reads Forum. I even encourage my daughter to read it. I would rather she knows what it’s all about so she can ask me if she has any questions rather than have her find out by experiment. I know that she will grow up informed about sex and I know also that she will be discreet and careful.
I hope that my little story will help others and will let you know how deeply I appreciate your magazine and the counsel of your advisers. I read it faithfully from cover to cover.
T.L., Portland, Oregon