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After a drink of water, I decided to walk the Stairmaster to clear my head.

My conversation with Lai the night before weighed so heavily on me that I couldn’t focus on my workout the way I usually did.

She really wanted to bring a third party into our marriage.

I had a bunch of feelings about that. They were positive and negative emotions.

The main question I kept asking myself was why I wasn’t enough.

That followed up with if I was ever enough?

The night I discovered Lai’s affair with Mariya, I could’ve torn that damn house up.

I greatly desired to do so, but I was gentleman, and I didn’t support no man putting his hand on a woman.

The truth was that situation was the first time I desired to hit a woman.

The smug look on Mariya’s face made me want to knock it off, but she got a taste of her own medicine when Lai denied her.

Their affair was just that to Lai—an affair.

But to Mariya, it was much more than that.

I was glad Lai chose me and that we decided to work on our marriage, but now, I felt stranded on the island. I no longer knew where I fit in. These were the changes that I had to adjust to. Now, there was this third person about to weed their way into a marriage that was planned for only two.

I exhaled and wiped my face with my gym towel as I continued to walk.

Honestly, I wasn’t down with it. I didn’t want to share my wife with anyone.

I felt like I shouldn’t have to. I shook my head and cut off the machine.

That was all I could muster today because all these changes fucked with my head.

I really wanted shit to go back to the way it is was, but it couldn’t because Lai wasn’t fulfilled.

She wasn’t fed the love and nurturing she deserved like the next person because there was a side of her that lay dormant.

I wanted the best for my wife. There was no lifetime I wanted to live without her, so if that meant I had to try out this poly shit, then that was how it had to be.

Once I gathered my shit, I climbed into my truck and drove home for a shower.

It was Sunday, and that meant farmer’s market day.

Lai sometimes worked on the weekends, so she stayed home to sleep in on Sundays.

It was my suggestion. She needed some kind of rest after risking her life every day to make sure the citizens in Chicago were safe.

Today usually meant fresh produce and dairy day, but now I was tasked with visiting this Dom woman.

I hoped she was every bit of wonderful as Lai painted.

If not, I refused to fake it. Lai knew I didn’t fake shit for anyone or anything.

Twenty minutes later, I pulled into our driveway then parked in our two car garage.

My mind and body felt a little lighter now that I’d accepted the fact that I’d have to entertain Dom or any other woman for Lai’s sake.

I walked through our grand kitchen from the garage and headed upstairs.

We lived in a lavish, two-story, state-of-the-art home.

There was a lot of glass and marble everywhere.

The kitchen was fully equipped with all the stainless-steel appliances that a home required and more.

Our living room was designed for comfort, yet it displayed our love for R&B, Hip Hop, and Chicago’s history.

I walked up our glass and wooden stairs.

When I made it to our room, Lai was still sprawled out in the bed asleep.

Her curls were all over her pillow, and she drooled slightly.

Lai slept with her arms spread out like airplane wings.

She was such a wild sleeper. I kissed her cheek, and she snuggled deeper into our mattress and her pillow.

She was so cute while she slept. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

While the water warmed, I relieved my bladder then handled my oral hygiene.

By the time I was done, the water was good and hot.

Once I stripped and pulled on my shower cap, I allowed the hot water to relax me further.

I pushed against the wall while water cascaded down my body, and I exhaled.

I loved our walk-in shower and how the water ran down the drain.

We had granite and epoxy walls and two shower heads with eight different massage settings.

The shower was my other thinking sanctuary or outlet besides the gym.

My mind continued to wonder if I was even capable of courting another woman, let alone approach one.

I’d been out the dating circuit since high school.

Now, all of a sudden, I had to join it. The only girls that found me entertaining were my patients once I gave them sweets after their checkups or surgeries.

As a pediatrician, I loved kids. To be honest, I thought Lai and I would be on baby number two by now, but she was still career oriented.

I was too, but I felt like we could balance both.

In my mind, I thought something else was up.

I’d come in Lai since we’d been married for the last ten years.

Yet, no babies. I gave her space to come to me when she felt like it, but in my heart, I had a feeling she wasn’t able to have kids.

I’d had my sperm cells tested years ago, and the count was super high.

That only left her. I wouldn’t sweat her, but I did want kids before I grew old.

The feel of soft hands on my chest and kisses on my back caused me to turn and stare into the beautiful eyes of my wife. Lai was naked, her nipples were hard, and her sexy ass smile was in place. My dick instantly bricked up, and she grabbed onto it.

Our mouths crashed into each other, and I grabbed her small round ass.

Lai had been slim-thick since we met. Her size was never a problem for me.

Although I had always had a thing for thicker and curvier women, I loved everything that came with her.

I scooped Lai up and placed her against the wall.

Her legs wrapped around my waist as I sucked her nipples.

They were enlarged, hard, and always turned me on.

My dick pulsed against her pussy, while I got my fill of her small titties.

I couldn’t wait any longer. Her body was warm, wet, and taunting me.

I grabbed my dick and roughly pushed my way through her opening.

“Oh, fuck, baby! Right there,” Lai squealed.

“Yeah. Just like that?” I asked, giving her short and deep strokes.

“Always like that,” she replied.

Her eyes focused solely on me. My heartbeat picked up.

It was the same reaction I had since a teen boy.

I was hooked on my wife. She knew just how to squeeze her pussy muscles to make me weak.

A look from her made me hornier and fall deeper in love.

I couldn’t leave her. I loved Lai too much.

Now, if she cheated again, that was different, but I’d question that decision repeatedly.

That was why I had to see this poly shit through because it made her happy.

My mouth latched onto her titty as I stroked her faster and deeper until we both came.

After we caught our breath and showered together thoroughly, we walked into the bedroom laughing and smiling.

I paused. My smile slowly disappeared, and I shook my head as my tan jogger set and fresh white forces lay on the bed.

I looked at Lai, and she wore a silly grin.

“This what you want me to wear today?”

She walked over to me and hugged me around the waist. “That color brings out your eyes.”

I released a deep sigh and removed her hands from me. She wore a puzzled look as I walked away and plopped down on the bed with my moisturizer.

“Whatever you want, Lai.”

She walked over and lowered in front of me. “I’m sorry. I overstepped and got too excited. You can wear whatever you want to the farmer’s market. Don’t be mad at me, love.”

“I’m not mad, Lai. Just uncomfortable and unsure.

This is a lot for me. It’s out of my comfort zone.

I have to court a woman for my own wife.

Just give me some time to process this and handle it the best way I can.

I ain’t did that shit since I met you. I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, but you are the only woman I know how to make happy. This is new for me.”

Lai nodded and stood. “I get it, and I’m sorry, baby. Do whatever makes you happy and comfortable, and I mean that.”

She kissed my lips gingerly before she walked into her walk-in closet and closed the door behind her. I exhaled. Now, I felt like shit. I couldn’t win for fucking losing.

After I collected all the produce and dairy items we needed and wanted, I walked over to the bread stand and purchased a few fresh loaves.

Both Lai and I were bread fanatics. We ate it with everything.

Those three loaves would be gone in like two weeks, and we had no shame.

I moved through the market, waving at a few vendors, but I had one mission on my mind.

The sweets side of the market was toward the end of the area.

It was closer to the parking lot. I’d walked that way plenty of times and never noticed the vendors on this side because I wasn’t much of a sweet’s person like Lai.

Sweets were her thing. She’d been that way since were teens.

I walked through the sweet’s aisle with my recycled tote bags as I scanned the vendor’s signs, looking for Pretty Sweets by Dom.