<p>“What?” you ask upon hearing the news that your wife has chosen another man to get her pregnant.</p><p>“Oh, don’t make that face,” she replies. “You didn’t really think I was going to let you get me pregnant, did you?”</p><p>“I…well, yes, of course I thought I was going to be the one to get you pregnant. I’m your husband!” you reply.</p><p>She laughs. “Sweetheart, why would you think that entitles you to be the one to seed my womb? Yes, you’re my husband – and you’re a wonderful husband, by the way – but you don’t automatically have that right just because we’re married.”</p><p>“Yes I do!” you replied.</p><p>She gets up off the couch and you can’t help but stare at her beautiful body in that white lace bra and panty set. “My love,” she says while reaching up to caress your face, “you’re everything I want in a husband. You’re emotionally available, you’re a great provider, you’re kind and caring, you’re even a good cook. You are not, however, the kind of man I want providing DNA for our family. You’re not as strong as a man should be. You’re not as confident. You’re not even as good looking, and I think we both know it’s awfully helpful to grow up good looking. So I picked someone better. You’ll never have to meet him. He’ll fuck me until I get pregnant and then he’ll go on his way. When we’re ready to grow our family again, I’ll get in touch and he’ll get me pregnant again.”</p><p>You can’t really argue with anything she said, but that doesn’t stop you from feeling betrayed, and hurt, and annoyed, and deeply disappointed.</p><p>“We have a happy marriage, don’t we?” she asks.</p><p>You nod.</p><p>“And I’m a good wife, aren’t I?” she asks.</p><p>You nod again.</p><p>Her fingers trace down your chest and stomach and she grasps your cock through your pants. “I take care of your needs, don’t I?”</p><p>“You do,” you say.</p><p>“I do, and I always will, darling,” she says. “You’ll have to wait to fuck me until he gets me pregnant, but once he does we can resume having sex. You can feel the joy of my pussy again.”</p><p>“But…you’ll have another man’s baby growing inside you,” you protest.</p><p>She smiles. “Yes, I will. I can imagine that might be a little distracting, but I think you’ll find a way to get over it. I think you might even come to find it beneficial to our sex life.”</p><p>You can feel the look of disbelief on your face. “How could it possibly be beneficial?”</p><p>She unzips your pants and reaches inside to retrieve your cock. “Because it’s going to turn me on,” she says.</p><p>“What?” you ask as she strokes your cock, igniting a mild dose of arousal between your legs.</p><p>Your wife smiles and steps closer. You can feel the warmth of her skin as she kisses your neck and moans. “You have no idea how good he fucks me. He makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. After he’s gotten me pregnant, I’m going to keep thinking about him. Every time I look down at my growing belly I’m going to think about the alpha male that got me pregnant. I’m going to think about how good he made me feel and I’m going to get wet. I’m going to need you to fuck me. You won’t be as good as him, but you’re not bad, honey. Your cock is nice. I like it when you make love to me, and it will happen more often once I’m pregnant.”</p><p>Your cock is hard. You tell yourself it’s because your wife is jerking you off, but you know that’s not entirely true. For some reason you’re turned on by what she’s saying. You don’t want to be, but you can’t help it.</p><p>“I’ll think of him,” she says. “I won’t be able to help it. I’ll think of him as your cock slides into my pussy. I’ll think of him as you fuck me. I’ll think of him as you cum inside me.”</p><p>You moan. You can’t help it. You feel embarrassed as the sound escapes your lips. You wish you could take it back, but you can’t.</p><p>“See,” your wife says. “It’s going to make our sex life better. I promise.”</p><p>She sinks to her knees. She takes your cock in her mouth. She gives you a blissful blowjob. You cum in less than a minute. She swallows for you.</p><p>She stands, kisses you on the cheek, and says, “I’m glad you’re okay with this. Now I don’t have to lie about where I’m going anymore. Now I’m going to go get ready to see him. If you want, I can tell you about it when I get home. Maybe I’ll even go down on you again.”</p><p>She turns and walks away. You’re utterly bewildered. Pleasure still hums through your body, but you want to tell your wife that you’re not okay with it. You’re not even close to okay.</p><p>You don’t, though. Instead, you tuck your cock back into your pants and sit on the couch. You watch TV. You wave goodbye when she leaves. Then you think about what will happen when she comes home. You find yourself hoping she’ll go down on you again. You want to orgasm like that again. You need it. Maybe she’s right. Maybe another man getting her pregnant will be good for your sex life.</p>