Every three months I could have sex, in the missionary position, with her wearing flannel Pj’s. Even in the summer she would wear long pants type pa...jamas and when I would buy her something sexy she would just say it’s not my type and never even try it on! It was only six months after our marriage that she told me she doesn’t like to have oral sex!Well like any red-blooded male I started hitting to gentleman’s clubs around town. The sight of those girls in their sexy costumes was a big turn on. Solife is great, that is life was great, until twoweekends ago. It was about a month ago my friend Markcalled me up and said he was going to come visit oneweekend since we are both avid baseball fans and he’snever been to Fenway Park. Mark is an old college buddy of mine and he had nevermet Beth before since he wasn’t able to make it to ourwedding. I planned out the whole weekend and boughttickets to the Red Sox game for that Saturday. Soundslike fun, huh? So how did it become the. “See how wet I am Greg! I want you to talk dirty to me while you fuck me.” You do?’ “Yes, it turns me on Greg.” “Oh right…yes.” “I’m serious Greg, I want to be your little fuck toy this morning, so I can go out with a smile on my face.” Greg Grabbed his huge cock through his trousers and I knew it would have to come out. His dick is massive. I unbuttoned his trousers and unzipped the fly. I had a shock as his huge tool sprang out. He had gone commando. “Oh bloody ’ell! Greg. I forgot just how. Even our plans for a group-getaway fall apart.Back to the refuge of my bedroom and computers1999 - The other guy is gone - now maybe me and the redhead. She invites me to a rugby game - then she meets another - like I'm just there to chaperone. I give up on this, it's too hard and agonising. I speak to my goth friend, she sympathises and says I should move on and put it behind me. We all still hang out, a few clubs but I'm a fifth wheel and often make my excuses and trudge home alone.2004 - I'm.