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We didn’t so much go upstairs as run there…

Stephanie was, of course, already naked so as soon as we hit the bed, I began caressing her sweet body. I was used to it: I wasn’t the one with amnesia, and while my body didn’t change much, my own sexuality did.

I removed my shirt and got back close to my sexy wonderful wife.

It changes for multiple reasons. First, having sex more frequently meant more exploration: more positions, more activities, more opportunities to discover ourselves. It also changed seeing other couples have sex at our events: you sometimes learn by example.

We continued kissing, and I could feel my rock hard dick in my pants demanding freedom, so I untied my pants without breaking contact with my wife. To my surprise, she helped me lower my pants, but I couldn’t remember if it’s something she used to do prior to the pills or if she was just conditioned for it over the last few years.

Soon enough we were naked side by side, still caressing each other bodies and I knew from her movements across my chest that she hadn’t lost everything.

If you saw the movie Memento, you would know that there are 2 types of knowledge: learned and conditioned. You learn by the active ask of, well, learning things. You get conditioned by repeating something often enough that it becomes an automatic response. Amnesia affects the former, but usually not the latter.

Sensually, she touched my skin exactly in places I had learned to like and I did the same on hers. “Take me” she eventually said, as I was licking her neck just below her right ear.

I approached her and gently glided a finger into her secret garden to realize she was just as wet as before. She clearly still had her new sex drive.

I aligned myself but she stopped me. “Wait, don’t you put a condom?”

“Vasectomy…”, I just replied and pushed myself into her.

We started in the missionary position: it was pretty much our main position in the past, but once we had the rhythm down, I grabbed her by the waist and pivoted so she would be on top. Surprised, she just said “wow” and she began rocking her hips.

I took her right hand, and placed it on her clitoris: this woman on top position was just perfect for letting her have extra stimulation and honestly, I wasn’t sure if she would orgasm like my new wife, that is, easily and quickly, or like my old one, slowly and rarely.

This position freed my hands so I could caress her breasts while allowing me to rock my hips in such a movement as to maximize her pleasure and reduce my pressure to orgasm.

I don’t know how long it took because I tended to drift off, thinking about work, about bills and car maintenance, everything to distract my mind to prevent a quick ejaculation but soon enough, I could feel her muscle tense up as she prepared to orgasm, bringing my laser focus on her, on Kim, on our CMNF nights, on how sexy she looked in front of the other men, how incredible our last few years had been.

It didn’t take much: with my brain fully focused on pleasure and my hips increasing the movement, I came inside of her.

We stayed like that in silence for a few minutes, but I gently slid on the bed next to me. She cuddled me.

“That was nice”, she said, eventually.

We kissed, and I got dressed to let her watch a few videos. seeing Kim on the tablet brought back happy memories. Had I last fucked her last Thursday? Yes, about 36 hours ago. Well, I wasn’t alone, Stephanie was there too, but we had decided that Friday would be spent just between the two of us so it had been a while since we had seen Kim. A while… just 36 hours and it was a while in my mind!

But so much had occurred in those 36 hours! Stephanie had changed completely and she was now a weird hybrid between the old Stephanie and the new one.

I had a phone call to make… Look at me, I had just fucked my wife and I was about to call our girlfriend.

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