The Spice of Life (The Transformation #1) by Jake Furie Lapin

wrong?” As she heard the words come out of her mouth she realized that she sounded meek, shaky and uncertain, like a little girl. Jake seemed to have that effect on her.
     
    He, on the other hand, continued to be completely relaxed and in control. He waited for a moment or two and then began to speak.
     
    “I married young. I met my wife a few years after college when I was really getting settled into my career. She was pretty, we came from similar backgrounds, had compatible interests, and it seemed like we had a real connection. So after about eight months of dating, I asked her to marry me. I know now that it was a terrible mistake. Looking back, I realize that all the signs were there. Even when we were dating, the sex wasn’t great – fairly infrequent, in fact – but I thought that it was just because she was inexperienced and a bit shy. I was sure that once we were man and wife, she would loosen up and we would be able to explore our sexuality together, and discover true intimacy.”
     
    Kelli was feeling incredibly sympathetic. She knew exactly what he meant; this sounded so much like her sexless marriage to Paul. Jake paused, before resuming.
     
    “It’s very important for you to know that it really is about intimacy, in the end…the dynamic connection between two human beings that occurs in mind-blowing sex.
     
    Anyway, I soon realized after our wedding day that the sex wasn’t going to get better after all. In fact, it soon dried up completely. And I do mean completely . In our first six months of marriage, we made love less than ten times. At least three of those were on our honeymoon. In the next year or so after that, she let me approach her sexually on two or three special occasions. And the following full year, our third year of marriage, we had sex once, on my birthday. That was it.
     
    I soon came to realize, to my sorrow, that my wife was…is, I should say… asexual, with virtually no libido or interest in sexual activity. At first I hated her for it, but eventually I understood that she was born that way. She is simply not a sexual creature, in spite of her beauty. Once I saw that this was the case, I couldn’t remain angry. For quite a few years, I really thought that I would leave her; I even made plans to do so on several occasions. But in the end, I just couldn’t do it. In her own way she loves me, and I love her as I would love a sister, or a dear friend. She is very sweet and kind at times, but there simply is no hint of physicality between us.”
     
    Jake paused again and took a sip of water from the glass sitting at his elbow. A few moments of silence elapsed.
     
    Kelli was amazed at his story so far, and the similarities between his marriage and her own. She found herself needing to hear more, so she leaned forward and asked, “So when did the affairs start? Tell me about that.”
     
    Jake continued….
     
    “I still remember the moment when I decided to have an affair. We had been married for 10 years at that point, and I had fully realized that my wife would not, and could not be a true sexual partner. However, while I chose to remain in the marriage, I was starting to suffer tremendously. One day, I was walking down the street and saw a beautiful woman in front of me: tall, blond, voluptuous, with long legs in a short skirt. I got an immediate hard-on, one that was so huge and strong that it was physically painful. It had been so long since I had any sexual release, other than my own hand in the shower every day; that I almost came right then and there. I literally wanted to walk up behind this woman, lift her skirt, and take her right there in public, on the street. My sexual feeling and desire for connection was so intense and ravenous that I knew I had to do something about it, or else I was going to go crazy.
     
    I went straight back to the house I shared with my wife, and jerked off on the couch. I remember my wife was gone, at some yoga class or something…and