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Late one rare morning that I got to sleep in alone and after I awoke something odd caught my attention. I laid there in bed staring at it for some time before I realized what I was looking at. What I was seeing should not have been there but there it was. Lying in the trash basket next to the bed was a used condom. Just over two years ago I got a vasectomy so I didn’t have to wear one of those uncomfortable things.

The only thing that could explain why that used condom was there was that my wife of five and a half years cheated on me. Thoughts of anger driven her betrayal of our marriage urged me on to do something to punish her for this. What punishment should she be dealt? I didn’t want to loose her and a direct confrontation and threat of divorce would lead to the destruction of our marriage.

After getting up, showering and dressed I began searching for more evidence. Didn’t find much but what I did find was a package of condoms, a twelve pack with only four left in it. Removing them from her lingerie drawer I took them to the kitchen and placed them in the microwave for a minute or two.

Opening up one of the packages I tested to see how brittle it was, my finger went right through it. With a smile I replaced the remaining condoms back into their box in her lingerie drawer. It wasn’t that she was having sex with someone else that bothered me but that she did it behind my back without giving me the juicy details.

Earlier in our marriage I had worked on getting her to indulge in some extramarital sex. She put a stop to my pushing her for it after our son was born. I am rather sure that I wasn’t the father since both my wife and I both have blue eyes and our son’s are brown. Our son has an older sister that I am also sure isn’t mine, her eyes are green, not to mention that she was born seven months after we got married and she never let me go bareback till after we were married.

Even though I am probably not the biological father to our kids I could not love them any more if I was. Knowing that another man has planted their seed in her excites me. The only time I ever saw her have sex with someone else was while we were on vacation just prier to her becoming pregnant with our son. I just absolutely loved the look of ecstasy on her face as her temporarily lover screwed her from one orgasm to another. Oh to witness that again.

I spent the rest of the day going over the notes I took from the presentation the night before and watching the kids. Several times that day I wondered how they would react to the arrival of a new sibling. That led to imagining my wife’s flat belly expanding and becoming round with another man’s child, had to take a few cold showers that day.

Finally my lovely wife got home. She barely got out of her work cloths before I pulled her into bed for a passionate romp. “Oh my what got into you?”

“Thought about some of the things I tried to talk you into just before Jason was born.” Jason is our son’s name.

“Dan, I thought you gave that up. You know how I feel about sleeping around.”

I now know how she really felt about sleeping around. Behind my back was more her preference. To me that just seemed so selfish to keep all that pleasure to herself and not share any with me. “I never gave up that desire and I doubt I ever will. Janet, I just gave up on trying to get you to sleep around for my pleasure.”

“I never understood how me getting fucked by some other guy gives you pleasure.”

Leaning over her I give her a kiss, “How about we go out for dinner tonight.”

Two days latter I discovered that she was out of condoms that I sabotaged. The following day she had it replaced with a new box of twelve unused condoms. How long will it take for her to get though these condoms I thought as I was wrecking them in the microwave?

This went on for a few months till one day I came home to find my wife hiding in her closet crying. When I asked her what’s wrong she just started another crying fit.

“Your going to leave me, I know you are.” She finally screamed out at me.

“Why would I do that?”

She thru what I at first thought was a pen till I picked it up and realized it was a home pregnancy test. After staring at it for a moment it donned on me that it was saying that she was pregnant. “Who is the father?”

“What dose that matter?”

“Who is the father?”

“I don’t know?”

“Why don’t you know?”

She tried to hide her face as more tears welled up to spill down her cheek.

“I take it there has been more than one?”

Her only answer was a slight nod.

“Why do you think I am going to leave you?”

Looking up at me with a look of shock she said, “I am pregnant with another man’s child. Why would you not leave me?”

“It wouldn’t be the fist time.”

“What?” she screamed, “How dare you! Jessica and Jason are your children.”

“Nope! I am not their biological father and I don’t care if I am or not.”

Too shocked now to continue crying she opened her mouth to say something but no words came forth.

“Come on lets get you out of this closet so we can have a more comfortable place to finish this conversation.”

“Are you going to leave me?”

Extending my hand to her I said, “I don’t think so but there are going to be some changes.”

Finally she took my hand in hers. Pulling her to myself I kissed her on the lips and told her that I still loved her. With my arm around her I led her out of the closet to our bed which we sat upon side by side to continue our conversation. “There are going to be some new rules. The first one is that you are to tell me everything about every dalliance you have done since we have been together and any in the future when they happen. Second …”

“Why?” She interrupted me, “So you can use them as ammunition against me?”

“No!” I answered, “I find them to be incredibly arousing. Not to mention that you’re my wife and if we want to stay together we need to have better trust between us. I am angry with you but not for having sex with someone else but for not telling me about it before now.”

“I don’t know how I could have gotten pregnant. I had been using protection.” She sobbed as she collapsed into my arms. Giving her a peck on the cheek I reached into her purse which sat not far from us on the bed and pulled out an unused condom still in its foil envelope. “One of these?” I asked.

She murmured, “Yes.”

Opening the envelope and removing the condom I put my finger right though it without much effort. “That’s how.”

“You bastard.” She screamed in anger, “You knew I was cheating. Didn’t you?” Shoving me away from herself she sprang from the bed and onto her unsteady feet and nearly fell over. I just nodded.

“You got me pregnant.” Her accusation made me chuckle a little. In a bizarre twist of logic I guess she was right.

We just stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity then out of no where we both just burst into laughter. Pulling her to me and onto the bed we ripped our cloths from each other. That was one of the hottest love sessions we have had in a long time.

Lying existed and pleasured in each others arms she asked me, “So what are your other new rules?”

“First you will tell me everything. All your sexual exploits since we have been together and especially how our children were conceived.”

“Ok.” She said with a smile.

“Second,” I continued, “You are not to wear a condom or use any other birth control when you entertain anyone here in our home or anywhere on the property.”

She giggled and looked down at her belly. “I take it this little one will not be our last.” She said as she rubbed her belly.

“Probably not.” I kissed her again and placed my hand on hers that was rubbing her pregnant belly. “Third, you are to keep me part of your affairs. That includes in keeping me informed in what happens and with whom. Not to mention in letting me watch on occasion and in helping you get dressed for your dates.”

With a kiss to my lips she said, “Ok.”

“Forth, outside the home you will get one condom a day from a mixture of sabotaged and untampered condoms.”

“But what if I need more than one?”

“Do you have sex everyday?”

“Yes. But that includes you my love.”

“Not including me?”

“No, not every day but sometimes more than once.”

“Well each day you don’t have sex with someone else you get to add one more condom to your purse. Also if you have any condom failures you don’t have to use another one till the next day?”

“What if it fails, lets say at eleven at night and I am still with him till after midnight. Do I have to start using a new one after midnight since it is the next day?”

“No, the next day is after you come home and get some sleep.”

“What if I spend the entire night with him and …”

I stopped her with a kiss, “Lets worry about any more ‘what if’s’ in the future. And fifth, you are to keep your dalliances as discreet as possible. We don’t want it to get out of hand and ruin our reputations.”

“Ok,” she said followed with a long kiss that leads into another round of lustful love making.

It still took a bit of prodding but I finally got her to tell me how our children were conceived. Before we started dating she was already having an affair with her married boss. When we got engaged he wanted to giver her a wedding gift that was totally unique and a part of him. Two months before our wedding he succeeded in getting her pregnant with Jessica.

As for Jason, well it wasn’t the guy I got her to have sex with on that vacation. It happened about a month after that at a party at a friends house that I couldn’t attend do to problems at work. She doesn’t know who the father is since she slept with several men that night. Yes all the men she slept with that night are friends of mine. One of them was Jake, my best friend; she woke up the next morning at our friend’s house with him plowing her fertile garden with his potent weapon till he planted his seed in her twice that morning.

I remember one time shortly after we were married and Jake was over he commented to me while we watched her strutting around in her skimpy bikini that he would love to fuck her. I never held it against him since I always loved the fact that other men found my wife so attractive and fuckable. Don’t think he ever did score with her till that party since after it he tended to touch my wife more.

That leaves us to the newest member of our family. Again she doesn’t know who the father is, it could have been Jake, her boss, our next door neighbor, it was his used condom that I found in our bedroom that started this off, or it could have been a few other men. She was busy and yet she still always found time for my needs as well as our kids.

We did have three more children before she decided that she didn’t want anyone else but me.