He headed over to Stu's house. He always ate dinner over there on Thursday night. Teri worked late every Thursday night, and Stu and he would eat dinner and have a few hands of poker or go shoot pool. He enjoyed the evening.
One of the added attractions was Stu's wife. She was a lovely woman and a great cook, and he always liked taking a peek at her ass or snatch while they talked. She was the exact opposite of Teri, being a dark, hot-blooded Spanish woman.
She had large features, full lips, long, black hair and a very voluptuous figure. Her legs, from what Gary had seen of them, were quite good-looking, and her chest was a good size, as was her ass.
"Hey, guy," smiled Stu as he opened the door and pulled Gary in, "So how's the foot business this week? Are you still acting like a*heel* to your nurses?"
"Oh, god, Stu," moaned Gary, "you get 'cornier' every time I see you."
Both men laughed, and then Maria, Stu's wife, came over and gave the doctor a short kiss.
"Gary, how are you?" she asked, "How's Teri?"
"We're both just fine," he replied. He wondered to himself what their reaction would be if he had said, "Teri's fine, as long as she has her vibrator to fuck her."
Would they be shocked, or would they simply pretend he hadn't even said it? The three walked into the dining room, where Maria served them and they all ate like pigs.
"God, that was delicious," moaned Gary, "but I don't think I'll be able to get up from my chair."
"Come on," said Stu, "Try and make it into the other room so we can play some cards."
The two men pulled themselves from the table and walked into the den, where they began to play cards. Gary lost consistently, as his mind was on other things.
"Hey, what's going on here?" asked Stu abruptly, "You never lose. Something must be wrong. Do you have something on your mind Gary?"
"As a matter of fact," answered the podiatrist, "yes, but I don't know if I want to talk about it."
"Do you have six months to live?" asked Stu.
"Hardly," smiled Gary.
"Then it must be about a woman," concluded his friend, "A woman other than your wife."
"How did you know?" asked Gary.
"When a man doesn't want to talk about something with his best friend, it's always a woman," said Stu, "Now tell me all about it. I'm not going to go tell Maria anything."
"Alright," agreed Gary, "As long as you keep it strictly confidential."
"Of course," said the man, "So talk."
"Well," stammered Gary, "I've been unfaithful to Rei."
"Congratulations," laughed Stu, "who's the lucky woman?"
"You know the nurse I have?" started Gary.
"You mean the sexy looking one with the curl, brown hair?" asked Stu, "Wow, she is a knock out."
"No, not her," said Gary, "That's Adrian, my full-time nurse. She's not a flirt. I'm talking about my part-timer. "Never met her," he replied, "But if you fooled around with her, she must be good-looking."
"She is," the doctor replied, "and a great fuck too. She was really going at it when I was inside her, like an animal."
"Sounds great," remarked Stu, "You have it at home and a little a work too, when you want it. So what's the problem?"
"I feel guilty, that's what the problem is," answered Gary, "I never cheated on Teri before. Did you ever cheat on Maria?"
"I've seen other women," he replied, "It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"You didn't feel bad?" asked Gary.
"Look, I didn't rape those chicks. They were looking for some fun as well as me," said Stu, "No one was to blame."
"Yes," said Gary, "That's true. I didn't force Gina to do anything. She was as hot as I was, maybe even hotter. I'll tell you what's really bothering me, Stu. I liked having sex with Gina more than my wife."
"There's nothing unusual about that," his friend stated, "After all, Teri and you have been married a long time, it's always nice to find some one new."
"No, no," moaned Gary, "It's not like that. I mean that the sex itself was better. I got off more than with Teri, and the nurse… well… she got off much more than Teri ever does."
Both men were silent for awhile, as Stu puffed his cigar.
"Look," said Stu suddenly. "Since you're being frank with me, do you mind if I'm frank with you?"
"Of course not," answered Gary, "Say whatever you want."
"Okay, I will," responded the man, as he stood up and began to pace around the small room. "Look, I like Teri and everything. I think she's bright, witty and sexy, but she seems a little cold to me. I'm not at all surprised to hear you say that you find sex with her not satisfying."
"If you're trying to say she's frigid, forget it," stated Gary, recalling the scene with the vibrator on the sofa.
"No, that's not what I mean," said Stu, "I mean that your wife seems a bit… bitchy. She seems like a real ball-buster. Sometimes I get mad at you at the way you let her lead you around by the nose."
"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Gary, getting angry.
"Well," continued Stu, "It's just that when Teri says something, you jump."
"That's not true," snapped Gary.
"When you make love," said his friend, "Who calls the shots? Who says when, where and how? I'll bet my shirt it's Teri. Am I right?"
Gary did not answer.
"That tells me that I'm right," he snorted. "Don't get all upset about it. I had the same trouble with my first wife."
"Debbie?" asked Gary, "You never talk about her. I figured I better leave the subject alone."
"I don't talk about her because she was a bitch," replied the man with the cigar. "She was far worse than Teri is, a real nasty broad. She thought life owed her something, and she was always trying to call the shots. When we got married, she tried to tell me what to do as well, and did we have some fights."
"What about sex?" asked Gary.
"I was getting to that," answered Stu, "When we had sex, everything had to be done her way. I couldn't do this, I had to do that, she drained every ounce of spontaneity out of sex."
"That's just how I feel about sex with Teri," exclaimed Gary.
"I thought so," he answered, "And what about the nurse?"
"She let me do what I want," he replied, "she did her thing, but I really called the shots. I ordered her to strip, and then told her how I was going to fuck the shit out of her. She loved it"
"That's just the point," replied his friend, "Women love that. They all secretly want to be dominated and forced to submit to the demands of their man. Let me tell you about Debbie and I."
Debbie was a high-class bitch with a long length of black hair, a puckered mouth, big eyes and long neck. She had a great body, with long legs, wide hips, and tits that stuck out nice and high.
Then Stu went back five years and told what had happened after a party they had gone to together.
Debbie walked into the room followed by her fuming husband. He had been drinking heavily, and they had had a bad fight.
"You stupid asshole," snapped Debbie, as she threw her mink stole on the bed.
"You little bitch," responded Stu as he lurched into the room after her, "You made a fool out of me in front of all those people."
"You made a fool of yourself," she responded, not even looking at him.
She was staring at herself in the mirror, removing her false eye-lashes, lipstick and eye-shadow.
Stu slumped in a chair and pulled his tie and jacket off. He stared at her lovely back, completely naked in the low-cut dress.
"Look at you," she continued, "The way you were drinking is disgusting. That was why you made a spectacle of yourself."
"I did not do anything," he yelled, "You are the one who began to laugh at me and humiliate me."
He stood up and walked over to her, pushing his face next to hers as he talked.
"Turn your head away from me," she snorted, "You smell awful."
She removed her shoes, and then hiked her dress up so that she could unhook her stockings from her garter belt. Stu looked at his wife's legs, and admired her beautifully formed limbs. They looked so smooth and firm. As he looked, and watched her peel her stockings off, he felt his dick twitch.