Love, Betrayal, Love Ch. 05 by OlympusMons90,OlympusMons90

A few months had past and life was good. On the sex side, we had indeed tried the cock sleeves that I had purchased, but they did not do the job as I had hoped. One was a seven and a half by five inches which Katie could not cum on. The other was an eight and half inch by six inches and although that got Katie going a bit, it would also slip a lot when I tried to fuck her hard. So disappointing all round.

I ordered two more, one a nine inch by six, the other a ten inch by six and half inches, which was the biggest I could find that would fit my dick for the inner sleeve. We were limited by the choices due to needing to be specific with my size or they would indeed slip when used.

They arrived a few days later, and we tried them again that weekend. I was able to get Katie to eventually cum on the nine-inch sleeve as it stayed in place a little better when I fucked her harder. The ten-inch sleeve kept slipping and coming off when we used it. It was frustrating, as while the concept of these was terrific for what we wanted, I found the reality lacking.

So, since then when we worked on Katie’s mojo it was back to the dildos and I mainly used the twelve-inch monster on her, the one that had the same thickness as Jake. Katie was also able to cum three times when using this, which was better than the sleeves but still far beneath her exploits with Jake.

I could tell Katie was hiding her frustration, and that she would not admit it, always telling me she was happy with the toy sessions and that she was satisfied. I wondered if she would be more truthful in her journal, to how I thought she was feeling but no, there was no mention. Maybe I had it all wrong and she really was satisfied by our toy sessions, but I knew that wasn’t true.

I then looked into the sex machines you could purchase, just like the ones you can see used in porn videos. The good part about these was that I could get the dildo attachments for whichever size Katie would like to use. While the machine was expensive, I figured it was a small price to pay if it could satisfy Katie better.

It took a week before it arrived, along with the dildo attachments, and I got it ready for the next time she needed her mojo sorted. This time I hid the machine in my wardrobe figuring it was a good hiding spot for now.

It was a Saturday morning when Katie called out to me from the bedroom.

“Greg, what the hell is this?”

I made my way to the bedroom knowing exactly what Katie was referring to.

“I hope you’re not going through my wardrobe Katie.”

“Well of course I am, who do you think irons your work shirts? Puts away your underwear, we don’t have a maid do we?”

Yeah, okay an oversight on my part I guess.

“I was hoping to surprise you with it, but that’s okay.”

Katie looked at me with an exasperated look on her face.

“I never asked you for this did I?”

“I thought it might help, to improve things.”

Katie then sat up on the bed and put her head in her hands.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m tired of all of this. I’m tired of us worrying about how many times I need to orgasm. Of whether I am sexually satisfied. I don’t want this to be something that interferes with us, and right now I feel that it is. I just don’t want to think about it anymore, I want so much to not care about this.”

“Okay I get that Katie.”

I sat beside Katie and grabbed one her hands and held it in mine.

“Tell me something though, can you simply decide to turn off those sexual desires and never have them again?”

Katie looked up at me, she looked frustrated, angry even.

“For three years I managed just fine, surely I can manage again.”

“Were you happy during those three years Katie?”

“But that had nothing to do with me needing Jake, that was because I missed you.”

I just looked at Katie and nodded my head. Katie just admitted that she needs Jake, whether she meant it or not. Katie could tell I understood what she just said.

“I didn’t mean that I need Jake, that’s not what I meant.”

“Katie I know you just want for us to be together. To just enjoy sex together without the need for this other stuff, I get it. But I thought we were being honest with ourselves, that what you had worked through your sessions with Dr Forsyth to understand why you needed this, that you needed this. That it would end up being bad for our relationship if you simply try to ignore it.”

“But why should my desires affect our relationship this much? You say if I ignore it, that it might ruin our relationship, but what if by not ignoring it I ruin it as well? Have you thought about that?”

“What are you scared of Katie, tell me. I am not leaving you, I am right here. Be honest with me.”

“For God-sake Greg, you know where this is headed don’t you, don’t you?”

I sat there silently just looking at Katie, no I didn’t know where this was heading.

“It’s not about the size of these toys Greg, or not just the size. Why I used to cum so much with Jake was because he made me cum that much. He was in my head, he made me feel that good. These toys, that machine, they will never get into my head like that, they’re not real, they’re not him.”

“Do you understand now? Do you understand that if we keep going down this path that it means I will end up fucking Jake again, do you fucking get that!”

With that Katie ran out of the bedroom crying. I just sat there for a few minutes trying to get my thoughts together. What was I going to do, there is no way I want Katie to fuck Jake again, even if I knew that Katie would always be mine. The truth is I would be jealous, my pride would be hurt.

Was it something I could get past though, my jealousy, my pride? I’m not sure but right now it wasn’t something I was ready to even question. I went out to the lounge room and found Katie on the couch still crying. I sat down beside her and put my arm around her and kissed her forehead.

“Hey it’s alright. Look let’s cool this off for a while okay? I don’t want you thinking about it, stressing about it. Let’s just agree that sometime soon we will talk about all this, but for now let’s just not worry about it okay?”

Katie leaned her head into my chest and nodded yes.

With only a few months until our second wedding, Katie spent her spare time worrying about the wedding preparations, the reception, the honeymoon. I’m sure part of that was to avoid dealing with the discussion we had put off, and I was happy to not discuss it either.

Our work lives were also hectic, with Katie very much back into the full swing of her job, desperate to make up for lost time. For myself, the current project I was on was time consuming and more than a little stressful, so the last thing either of us wanted was to introduce even more stress into our lives.

With our second wedding it was not a big affair, and we kept it to about fifty people, just close family and friends. The day it came around I was just as nervous as the first time. John fixed my collar as we were about to walk into the wedding hall to do the deed.

“You nervous big guy?”

“A little John, not sure why though.”

“You will be fine, just think of the drinking and dancing when the ceremony is done.”

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