For awhile I thought she was cheating. I pursued that angle, and discovered there was nothing there. She'd just stated to me over time she'd gotten "o...lder", and it "didn't get her worked up like it once had", and so on and so forth. So for the first time after being with her almost 15 years, I started looking around. I didn't know where or with who. And I had no idea that it would lead me to getting involved in taboo situations.I found myself on multiple occasion being in positions to have sex. I didn’t have any horny feeling when she was telling the incident. She also discussed that they went to the doctor and did all treatment possible. Later in the past few days her husband agreed to go with sperm donor option. After all the stories we had lunch and around evening 6pm she came up with the topic again. She asked me to suggest some good clinic for sperm donor. I said I don’t know then she gave back a reply saying that I don’t want to go to hospitals for these stuffs; why can’t you. 5 november aaya saturday tha me uske hostel jake usse le aayi ghar pahunchte hi hum dono thak ke ek hi bed pe so gaye 6 november ko uska birthday tha. Next day subha hui me uthi dekha 7 am hogaya he to me usse uthayaI utho raju utho toh wo uth gayaI happy birthday raju Wo thnx diI chalo utho or taiyar ho jaoWo hmmI tumhe potty lagi he kya bathroom jaoge ya me jauWo di aap jaeye muze baad me lagegi to me jaungaPhir me bathroom k under chali gai or indian style toilet pan me baith k potty karne. I poured her another glass of Chianti. I hoped she might let me off with the vague answer. I wanted to spare her being my sounding board for the evening. Not that we didn’t have a relationship based upon communication. Talking was the thing I liked best about us, aside from sex. I couldn’t reveal myself to her, however. But I couldn’t fool her, either. She sensed work was bothering me. She had probed me with questions about my workday, about things I had mentioned earlier in the week, on our.