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Illicit Desires Ch. 01

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: goodhusband, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

freedom. I really couldn't see why it was an issue. Eleven or twelve on a Friday night still wasn't all that late. I smiled at my wife and told her that if she wanted to stay and party with these women it was alright with me. I still believed it was good for her to have a little freedom. She also seemed to enjoy the opportunity to let her hair down and blow off a little steam once a week. Katie thanked me, but then she was ominously quiet. There was something else on her mind. I asked her what was bothering her. She looked at me for a moment and then she cautiously said that after nine o'clock people started dancing at Brady's. I told her that I knew that. She said that lots of men asked her to dance, but she always turned them down because she was married to me. She didn't think I would like it if she was dancing with other men. For a moment she was quiet and then she very tentatively reminded me that she used to love to dance. She also pointed out that she knew I didn't enjoy it very much so she never pressured me to take her dancing. She was of course right. I don't enjoy dancing. I have two left feet. I'm a terrible dancer and I deliberately avoid situations where I might have to dance. I also knew that my wife did enjoy dancing. Still my gut was stabbed with pangs of jealousy when I pictured Katie on the dance floor at Brady's in the arms of another man. I took a moment to consider the situation. I was torn between my petty feelings of jealousy and my desire to make ... Katie happy. I did what I always did when I was confronted with a dilemma. I relied on my training as an engineer. I analyzed the situation and selected the most reasonable solution. I quickly decided that my wife actually wasn't asking for very much. We weren't religious fundamentalists. Neither of us believed that dancing was inherently evil. I also felt that a successful marriage was based on mutual trust. In my heart I recognized that this was one of those situation where I was going to have to trust my wife. I smiled at Katie and told her that I trusted her and if she wanted to dance with a man while she was at Brady's it would be fine with me. When she heard me say that Katie smiled, but then stared at me for a moment. Finally she asked if I was really sure it would be okay. I told her that I was sure. The following Friday Katie didn't get home until 1:15. When she finally did get home we were both too tired to make love, so we went right to bed. It was okay. The next night was date night, and she did a wonderful job of making it up to me. The next Friday Katie again didn't get home until 1:15. We didn't talk about it. I didn't think we needed to, I just assumed that she was staying at Brady's until it closed. I understood. It was something I did when I used to hang out at Brady's before we were married. After that we both just assumed that on Friday nights she would get home around 1:15. Several weeks ago I started to notice some dramatic changes in Katie's behavior. She ...