She takes charge...

My wife and I arrived at the party a little after 10. We had been arguing before and the usual topic was sex. Or really, the lack of it. In very few words, my wife told me that I wasn't man enough for her, that she needed and wanted sex more than once a month. My protestations about work and stress fell on deaf eyes. She had enough. I went to get us some drinks and when I came back into the room, she had disappeared. "You looking for your wife?" Richard asked. He just pointed down the hallway. "Second bedroom on the right." I put the drinks down and went in the direction of the bedrooms. The door was ajar and so that I could see in. My wife was sucking some guy's cock...