Saving My Marriage

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It was our anniversary. Today made five years that my wife and I have been married and we were taking a road trip to celebrate. I chose our destination but I let her choose all of our activities. Perfect harmony. I chose the destination and our accommodations. For accommodations, I chose a modern loft from a popular vacation rental site in the heart of town. From our home to our destination was around six hours by car. I was totally in the dark as to what our activities would be. During the ride up, my wife furiously typed and scrolled on her phone making plans and getting our itinerary in order. That’s how she was and I loved her “get shit done” nature. I couldn’t wait to fuck her this evening. For our anniversaries, we’d always fuck like newlyweds and my mind was already ready to skip dinner and fuck her in her petite little ass. I couldn’t wait to cum in her perfect asshole. But, she promised this evening would be different. For our FIVE year anniversary she wanted to have a threesome. Of course I agreed! She wanted it to be an escort, HER CHOICE, so that there wouldn’t be any carry over. We could just fuck and leave the escort and go back to our happy marriage. Again, I agreed. I gave her my credit card and let her do her thing. To be honest, I was just happy to make it to this day. Anniversaries are meant to be celebrated and I wanted to give my love bug everything she wanted. By doing THAT, I got everything that I wanted.

We arrived to our loft and quickly got settled. My wife’s demeanor was still very busy and she had gone quite cold to me, which I didn’t understand. I tried to reassure her this evening was going to be great and tried to steal a kiss while she settled in. But, she wasn’t having ANY of it. We decided to order our dinner in because of the on going pandemic. I had packed some edibles and our favorite red wine. We ordered from the highest rated steakhouse online and began eating and drinking. My wife’s tensions began to ease. She apologized and I told her it was nothing. We drank, ate and told each other how grateful we were for each other and this milestone we had reached. I was truly in love with this woman.