My husband and I had a pretty good relationship. When his sexual performance in bed started to wane, he allowed me to take a male lover. He never tried to interfere while my love and I were having sexy fun; he would simply move into another room or...
My husband and I have had a pretty good relationship. I always take pride in my husband's understanding and feel grateful to him when he allows me to take a male lover as his performance in bed becomes very poor. We do however disagree about full discretion. He wanted our children to be kept unaware of my sexual relationship with my Libyan lover. So, during his visits to us (usually 3 or 4 nights at a time), our lovemaking would be late at night when all our children were asleep. My love and I would have to keep quiet in the bedroom so as not to wake our children.
It was acceptable in the beginning but when my lover's visits multiplied, we fancied more freedom, and gradually without telling my husband I started showing my children that I had an affair with the Libyan guy. The atmosphere became less tense and now my children know that at night I have sex with Bull. My husband remained happy in his ignorance but his kids have accepted my relationship with my lover. I felt very happy that my kids knew about my sexual relationship with the Libyan family friend and they all love him and feel excited about his visits.
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Having overcome the hurdle of the kids, my next target is to introduce Bull, the Libyan as my lover, to my husband's nearest and dearest. There was no way I could get him to do that willingly. He always keeps saying that it is destructive to his self-esteem and that if his friends and relatives know about his wife having sex with a Libyan, they will despise him and cease to interact with him. For a while I sympathized with his view but now I realize that not introducing my lover to family and friends implies that I am not proud of him and that will be damaging to my lover and love affair.
I therefore decided to bypass my husband's objection and confront him with the fact that my lover is to be above social considerations related mainly to taboos and absurd restrictions. I thought deeply about the matter and seized the opportunity of a family festive gathering to ask Bull to visit us I would take him with me as my guest to the family celebration and during the evening showed all guests including my husband that the Libyan is my beloved and my sex lover. I knew it would be utter provocation for my husband but I was ready to face it for the sake of my lover.
On D-day, all my children and husband were in their best array ready for the celebrations at my husband's brother's home. I surprised them with Bull and I hand in hand saying, "Uncle Bull will be with us this evening!" I said. They all clapped except my husband who looked grim and furious. I simply ignored him and gave my lover a passionate kiss in front of my kids.
Belgacem was tall and slender, with long dark hair that flopped into his eyes, and I'd been with him for six years, giving me the best sex I've ever had. He would visit us three or four times every month for two or three nights> We would spend the time chatting and at night making love till the crack of dawn. My husband would be excluded from all that, but helping us when requested with a bottle of wine or cooking meals.
That social evening we were invited to my husband's brother I wore a light-fitting mini-dress that showed my firm breasts and long legs to their best advantage, and I made sure that I sat next to Belgacem.
