Robert Sampson - Guide to Oral Adultery

“Harry decided to work the next day and I made breakfast for him and Norman… my two husbands. I suppose there are few women who wouldn't mind having two men in the same house loving her. This was the way it turned out for me. Anytime Harry got me alone he would make a sexual advance. Although he wanted to have genital intercourse I only let him use my mouth. He thought that this was crazy but went along with it anyhow. While Norman screwed my vagina Harry did the same to my mouth. It was a wild situation.

“My handsome second husband still saw other girls and I found myself getting possessive of him even though I really had no right to hold the gay young bachelor. I thought that my husband found out about us one day when he said, 'I want to talk to you about Harry, Slone.'

“By the tone of his voice I took it for granted that he knew it all. Instead he complained about the days off that his co-worker was taking. 'Harry won't have his job long if he keeps calling in sick,' Norman informed me. 'We both know that he's just plain lazy.'

“I promised my husband that I would urge Harry to become more serious and breathed a sigh of relief when he left. I wondered how he would react if he ever found out about my sexual adventures with the young man. Norman took everything seriously and I was sure that the fact that I was an adulteress would break him up.

“I didn't want to hurt Norman but the only way I could prevent this was by telling Harry to leave. I was too weak to end the affair and went right on enjoying it.

“It wasn't easy to have an adulterous relationship in the same house with a husband and three children but I managed. I looked forward to the time Norman was home so he could watch the children while I drove off with Harry. I had the excuse of going to stores to cover up the affair and insisted that I didn't need the children to help me with the packages. After all, I said, I had a grown and healthy man to do that besides driving the car.

“We found special spots where we could park to make our own special kind of love. I felt like a teenage girl again except this time I was much more interested in sex. I cursed myself for not giving in to those surf bums in my youth. If I had had more love then I would not have such a great need for it now.

“Our favorite spot was a deserted parking lot behind a factory. During the week it was full when the factory was open but, during the weekends, it was as empty as a desert. Harry told me that he always brought his girls there. I knew he was teasing me to make me jealous… and he accomplished that. 'Are you ever going to marry one of these girls?' I asked.

“'Why should I buy a dairy when milk is so cheap,' he answered glibly.

“With typical male ego he had to brag to me what a popular lover he was. 'You find me cheap then?' I wanted to know.

“He realized that he had made a blunder and stammered, 'Oh… that was just a figure of speech. I hold you very dearly, Slone.'

“Harry kissed me and rubbed my legs with his hands. I wanted to resist him just to show that I wasn't all that available but I found myself opening his fly and plunging my hand inside. His penis was limp and I lowered my head. I enjoyed mouthing a limp organ just to have it grow in my mouth.

“My second husband lowered his pants and his jockey shorts to his ankles to give me loving room. I took his soft manhood and sucked. It started to erect and Harry stroked my hair as I fellated him. His male organ grew hard and swollen and I could feel him getting more aroused by my actions. If only I could make my first husband as excited, I thought.

“Harry shot his load. It was weak and not very full. This told me that he had already given the best of himself to some other girl the night before. I wouldn't be surprised if he had taken her to this very parking lot. While it was true that I had two men I was sure that Harry had more than two women. As I mouthed him I wondered where his penis had been the night before. I wondered if the girl had fellated him as I was doing now.

“After I finished we went shopping. We had to do it quickly to make up for the time lost at the parking lot… if I could call it lost time.

“My oldest child, a girl of nine, was the first to realize that Harry was more to me than a paying guest. While my husband didn't suspect a thing this little girl did. Females had an inborn instinct for the ways and means of love that males were blind to. 'You really like Harry don't you, mom?' she said to me one day using an undertone that told me she knew more than was good for her.

“'Of course I like Harry,' I said trying to pretend innocence. 'Don't you?'

“'He spends a lot of time with you,' she said. 'All my friends have been noticing.'

“I felt my house of cards falling apart. Now the neighbors were talking. I knew that I had been discreet with Harry but it didn't take much to start a rumor in my neighborhood. Even if there had been no sexual affair the neighbors would invent one. I knew that Harry couldn't stay in the house any longer no matter how much money he added to the family's finances.

“That evening I suggested to Norman that perhaps Harry would be happier living someplace else. He seemed surprised by my words. 'But he likes it here!' he exclaimed. 'Besides we need the money. Has Harry been complaining about anything?'

“'No but it is really awkward having a single young man in the house. You know how neighbors talk.'

“'Ah ha! The neighbors! Well, just ignore them dear. We know that nothing is wrong between you and Harry and that's all that matters.'

“I wanted to tell my husband that there was something very wrong going on under his own nose but I just couldn't hurt him. Since he wouldn't get Harry to leave I had to talk to the young man myself. I was sure he would understand.

“I brought up the subject at that parking lot right after we had another oral relationship. I put it to him quite bluntly that, sooner or later, our affair would be revealed if we persisted in seeing one another.

“'You want me to move, Slone?' he asked.

“'I think it will be the best thing in the long run.' Tears started to well in my eyes. It wasn't easy breaking off one of the very few close relationships in my life.

“Harry did more than just leave the house… he quit his job. This gave him a good excuse to move away. He wasn't doing it just for me; he had always hated social work.

“'Well, I'm sorry to see you go, Harry,' my husband told him. 'I liked having you around here.'

“'And I liked being around here,' he answered with a wink to me.

“After Harry left I thought my problem was solved but now my husband is talking about taking in another young bachelor he met at the office.

Even though I've begged Norman not to do it, it looks like he is determined to have the man under our roof. I don't know what to do now. I don't want to tell him about why it wouldn't be safe for me to have another man in the house but it seems the only way. Should I tell my husband the truth, doctor?”

DIAGNOSIS:

Truth can be a dangerous thing and, from what Slone told me about her husband, I felt that he would not be able to withstand the knowledge that his wife had had oral sex relations with another man. By telling Norman the reason why she couldn't have another man in the house she could keep him out but it would also destroy the marriage. If Norman felt so strongly about oral intercourse that he wouldn't allow his wife to perform fellatio upon him he certainly would not take the fact that she had been fellating another man easily. I advised the woman to throw a tantrum if she had to on the matter of accepting another house guest but, at all costs, avoid telling her husband the truth.

Slone's case proves that not all men like oral intercourse. Norman is in the very small minority, though, because Kinsey has shown in his book Sexual Behavior In the Human Male that nine out of every ten husbands enjoy some form of oral intercourse with their wives. Norman, it appears, is the tenth man who finds oral sex repulsive. As Slone had suggested he may very well have formed his opinion against fellatio during the time he visited prostitutes. To Norman oral sex and prostitution went together. He avoided oralism with his wife because he felt that it was a “perversion.”