Aftercare

"That was a great suggestion, dear.  Where'd you hear about that again?"

"Mmm"

"I didn't catch that, what'd you say?"

"Uhh...ahh"

"Okay I get it you're not ready to talk just yet.  That's fine.  You know, I feel really close to you right now.  I want us to do this again sometime.   We can discuss later."

"Mmm"

As I come down from the heights of our session, she distracts herself by massaging my back and gently drawing lines with her finger.

 

Amends

“I admit I’ve been kind of hard on you lately,” she says, looking down at me kneeling on the floor.

Am I hearing her right?  This almost sounds like an apology.  Well, as close as I’m likely to get from my wife.

“So you’ve arranged this for me, ma’am?” I ask, looking at the sight growing in front of my eyes.

“Well, let’s just say it’s your turn.  I had my go with him last night.  Actually, we went a few rounds, didn’t we?” she giggles, placing her delicate hand on his broad shoulder.  A sparkle from her wedding ring catches my eye.

“And if you’re really lucky, sissy, you may even be able to taste me when you suck his cock.  Would you like that, Sweetie?”

“Oh yes, ma’am, I’d like that quite a bit.”

“Good, now go ahead and enjoy your treat.”

“Thank you, ma’am!”

Sneak peek

 

It's been a long month of chastity and strict rules in the house.  My wife has completely cut me off from any sexual contact or pleasure.  Not that I mind my denial, but I do miss pleasuring her.

I'm not quite sure what the endgame is here.  I've asked some vague roundabout questions to see if I can figure out what she's up to, but she just smiles at me.  I know better than to ask directly, as she's spanked me recently for less.

Anyway, I've finished my Friday chores and am resting my feet before making dinner.  That's when my phone buzzes.  She's sent me a picture of her bikini bottom pulled away from her body, clearly exposing her closely-trimmed mound.  Underneath she's typed, "missing this?" with a smile emoji.

I recognize it for what it is...a tease.  I'm still no closer to the answer though.  Where's she taking this?  What's her big-picture plan?  I look at the picture again and smile.

I imagine her beckoning me over with a simple wave of her index finger, spreading her thighs as I approach.  I can almost see her slit now, glistening with arousal.  Her irresistible scent reaches my nose and draws me still further inward, I'm officially under her spell.

The sound of the door pulls me out of a daydream.  I blink and take a deep breath before getting out of the chair.  She'll probably want her drink topped off before I start on dinner.