"What about Dan?" Pam said, "He's not here but you are. What he doesn't know won't hurt him" When wives stray what do the husbands do? Do they leave or...do they enjoy the ride that is their wives hunger of the flesh and as their husbands, will they fulfill their duty to provide their wives' needs? By his own or someone else's? In this collection of erotic stories, couples explore the fluidity of marriage, sex and love. How far will a husband go to provide for his wife? SAMPLE 1: I was waiting outside the door when the stranger came out. He took no notice of me, just zipped up and walked away. I entered the booth to find Joanna wiping her face with her panties. She looked up at me with concern on her face. "Don't hate me. I know I've been bad and you have every right to be disgusted with me, but believe me, I do love you so. Please don't hate me." I was all set to explode with anger when I entered the booth, but the look on her face melted my anger and I took her in my arms and kissed her forehead. I felt the tenseness leave her body and she whispered: "I'll make it up to you. I don't know how, but I will make it up to you. As we left the arcade there were a lot of wolf whistles, foot stomping and shouts of, "Way to go Babe" and "Hurry back sweetheart." Joanna turned and waved and as we walked to the car she looked at me with an expression that said plain as day, "Can we? Can we go back someday?" SAMPLE 2: Doreen had called me at work that morning and had asked me if I would be in the office all day. I said yes and she said good, that she would be down to take me to lunch. About ten-thirty my boss came up to me and asked me to handle a problem for him. "Andrews wants to review the contract one more time before he signs. I need you to take him to lunch, stroke him and get me that signed piece of paper." When you are in the running for the VP of Sales you don't tell the boss, "Sorry, but I promised to go to lunch with my wife." I tried calling her at home, but got no answer so I guessed she was already on her way. I told Stan what was going on and he said that he would make my apologies to her and maybe even take her to lunch as a way of saying he was sorry for ruining our plans. I called Andrews and arranged to meet him at Georgio's and then left the office. Dory had arrived at eleven-fifteen and had breezed into my office and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a fur coat and underneath it all she had on were nylons, garter belt and high heels. She dropped the fur coat to the floor and said, "Happy Birthday honey. Here's your present. You want it on your desk or on the floor?" The man who had been sitting in the high backed swivel chair and looking out the window turned to look at her, whistled appreciatively and said, "I think the desk would be best, don't you?" It was Stan. SAMPLE 3: Ashton called me at work and told me the toilet in the master bedroom had overflowed. I told her to shut off the tank valve and that I'd run a snake down the drain when I got home. Ashton wasn't home when I got there because it was one of her card nights. She plays bridge on Tuesdays with a group of friends and Pinochle on Thursdays with some girls she went to college with. She had mopped up the mess so I went out to the garage and got my drain auger and started working on the toilet. I felt the auger bite into something and in a moment or so the water level in the toilet started to go down to its normal level. I wound the auger back onto its reel and as the screw head came into the bowl I got a bit of a shock. Instead of the wad of toilet paper and hair that I expected I found that the auger had brought back a wad of toilet paper, hair and condoms. I hadn't used condoms in over fifteen years so how did they get in my drain?