Happily Married ?

Three years ago I was a happily married woman. Id known for a long time I couldn't have kids, so I put everything into my relationship with my husband. And tried to be the best wife I could for him.
When it came to sex, I'd do and try almost anything within reason, and if I do say so myself, I'm an attractive woman with a great body.
The first time Rob asked me if I'd consider having a mff threesome, I thought he was joking. Yet he asked again two days later.
That very weekend, I invited a very good friend of mine, Cloe, who he knew I'd once kissed, to our home.
It was a fairly wild night of sex, where my husband fucked us both in our lounge.
However when he was spent and had gone to bed, Cloe and I carried on having lesbian sex until the early hours of the morning.
My husband didn't like that we'd had sex without him, but still had oral sex with both of us in the morning.
When my friend had left, he made the decision we weren't going to be doing it again.... Why ?.
It kind of soured our relationship for a while, but I still did everything to please and pleasure him. Even letting him film us having anal sex in different positions, so he could watch it over and over again and masturbate, when he travelled with his job.
Late twenty nineteen, Rob makes some off the cuff comments about showing the film he'd taken of us having anal sex, to a client he'd met. The guy had apparently said I was gorgeous and he wouldn't stop fucking me, if I was his wife.
It had, my husband admitted later on, turned him to know this guy wanted to fuck me.
After New year twenty twenty, I met my husband's client along with my husband at a hotel. Rob had arranged everything without telling me, and the first I knew about it, was when my husband invited into our hotel room.
We were in the hotel, supposedly to watch a show I'd wanted to see in the city, but it soon became apparent I was there to have sex with this guy and my husband.
It turns out the guy, Jason, is extremely well endowed and I had the time of my life sexually with him.
Rob got jealous, but because Jason was an important client and my husband had bragged about his liberal values, he couldn't say a thing.
If you can think of it, I probably did most of it during a whole night of sex with Jason, and knew my husband would be angry.
But once he'd made the decision not to include me in his sexual discussions about me and my body, that tipped the balance of sexual power.
Jason wasn't there because of my husband, he was there to fuck me.
When we got home he tried to make the same demands he had about my girlfriend. But I was ready for it, and had my say. He would no longer decide anything sexual, or otherwise on my behalf. Indeed I would let him know, when I wanted extra marital fun.
And to that point I invited Jason to call by our home a few nights later. My husband sulked for a month afterwards, but I enjoyed a whole night of amazing sex with a man who knew how to pleasure me from one orgasm to another.
And believe me, Rob watched too.
He said he hated it, but my husband was erect and stroking his cock throughout, until I had him join in. He was only too eager then to lick my pussy and asshole, which was coated in Jason's cum.
Covid struck and some form of normality took place in our relationship. Jason had had his fun, at my husband's expense, so I let him know it was finished.
Restrictions eased for a while and that's when I decided I wasn't going to allow Rob to control my life again.
Because I was and am still very much in contact with Cloe, in other words I'm visiting her home once to twice a week.
I told Rob he'd opened the door to me experiencing sex with other people outside of our 'happy marriage'. So from then on I would decide who I have sex with. Not him.
He didn't like it, but then he doesn't have a choice, other than to leave.