I took a vacation day for my birthday and stayed home with my wife. She’s been generally in a bad mood for quite a while now, though she had given me good head on Sunday during our planned rendez-vous, so this was a bonus. Today was a decent day for her and us. Later in the afternoon she gave me a birthday card with a handwritten not in it that read, “I want Valium.” I looked up at her after I read this, and she had this smirk on her face, and, if you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you’ll recognise that as code speak for anal sex. I smiled, and she asked if I still had some, which I did. She had already been sipping wine most of the afternoon, so I asked her if she was ready now. She wasn’t. She wanted to take a bath and an enema first, but wanted to know first if I still had some before going through the effort.
Within an hour and a half or so, she was ready. She was in her robe and said she was ready for her treat, after which I could get my treat. She took her Valium, and disrobed so I could give her a massage while the Valium was relaxing her. She pointed out that she had also shaved her pussy for me—something else that she hadn’t done in ages. I let her know that was always my preference.
I was about to go down on her when she said that I should just do it, so I took a few licks and asked her to get on her knees, which she did. I lubed up and took a few practise strokes in her pussy as I worked to loosen her ass a bit with my fingers. After that, it was business as usual. Even though I had just fucked Kathy in the ass less than a week ago, I had forgotten how nice my wife’s ass felt. And it was nice that we didn’t have to fuss with her vibrator, which is nice for her, but it gets in the way. I took a long time to cum, and when I came, I came hard. After I pulled out, she said that now she did want to fuck, but it was obviously too late for that. In all, it was a pleasant birthday experience.
As I began to wonder what’s in store for next year, she interrupted my train of thought, saying, “I was thinking about seeing WarDaddy on his break. What do you think?” So, now I was getting it. She figured she’d butter me up with some anal action, and I figured I’d see what she was up to. She continued, “We were talking, and I thought it would be nice to hook up with him again. It’s been a while.” We started talking about how our own sex life wasn’t anything to write home about—save for my birthday and a surprise a week or so ago, though I am sure the two are related. I asked her what’s her plan and what’s in it for me.
She’d already made plans that she insisted she could cancel to drive up to visit WarDaddy for a weekend—2 nights, the 18th and 19th, and she’d return on Sunday afternoon or so. So, that was her plan, “What’s in it for me?” I asked again. She went on about how she never gets away and it would be nice to get away, and so I asked yet again what’s in it for me.
It seemed she was getting into a bad mood now. “I just shaved and let you fuck me in the ass,” she says. “What more do you want?” So, I told her that (one) I though that was her birthday gift to me, and (two) she got a Valium out of the deal. That didn’t change her mood. In fact, she said, “Fine, then; I’ll cancel.”
“Where are you planning to stay? Do you have reservations?” She didn’t. “So, what’s the big deal? I’m not saying you can’t go. I am asking what I am going to get out of it.” She already told me what she’d get out of it. “More importantly,” I continued, “You haven’t done a great job of following through with your bargains—anything you have to “pay back” in more than a day after an agreement,” so I wasn’t wholly comfortable from that perspective. “Still, I want you to tell me what you think is fair. When I come up with something, you accuse me of taking advantage.”
Then she started to respond: “So, I guess you want to fuck me in the ass again. Is that what you want me to agree with?”
“I’m not saying that. I am just asking what you feel is fair for two nights—two nights without my wife, knowing she is getting some stranger off in a hotel room.”
“Well, I’ll let you fuck me in the ass again when I get back—just like before, on Sunday afternoon. It worked out last time, right?”
I reminded her that time was just a few hours, and if she was going to tally on an hourly basis, she’d have to do better than that. I told her that I wasn’t saying yes and I wasn’t saying no, but she’d have to convince me it would be worthwhile. Also, there is only a week until she wanted to meet him.
She wasn’t through yet, but she was trying to throw out things that wouldn’t take much effort from her. “I can keep shaved for through next week. I know you like that.” I would like that, but her being shaven and only having sex next Sunday wouldn’t quite cut it.
“I might like you to shave, and I’d like to fuck you in the ass again, but it’s definitely not enough. As I said, that’s what I got last time for a few hours. You’ll have to do better to convince me it’s a good idea.” I shouldn’t have said it, but I did, “Why don’t you suck my cock right now and make me cum again? You know it’ll take quite a while since I just came—plus we’ll have to agree on what else.”
She said, “OK,” and I reminded her that I just finished screwing her in the ass, but she said she’d be willing to try. I told her I was not being serious, and that was not going to be an option. Besides, I just came. I really didn’t need to cum again so soon. It was interesting that she would be willing.
I was trying to come up with something mutually agreeable, but I also was trying to find something that wouldn’t interfere with my time with Kathy. Ah, to be younger again.
Finally, I figured out something that would work for me. I was taking holiday from work the last week of the month until January. I wouldn’t be seeing Kathy, so I told her what I wanted. I said, “Sunday’s the 13th. You need to shave again on Sunday, and I am going to fuck your ass again, but that’s not all.” I reminded her that I had the last week off and I wanted sex each of my days off. She was going to remain shaved by shaving at least every other day if not more frequently. At least one time was going to be anal again and I wanted her to deepthroat me again—and she would be giving me several good blowjobs and she was going to swallow. More than that, she needed to blow me before she left to visit him. Finally, I told her she needed to get me a blow by blow—literally—of her time away.
She said she could live with that, so I told her I wasn’t done yet. She needed to get herself off right there with her fingers, and I was going to watch with the lights on. I don’t know if I have mentioned, but she does not like to have sex with the lights on. She doesn’t mind masturbating for me with a vibrator, but she feels using her hand is more of a private moment. Now that she felt she was getting what she wanted, her mood was becoming more positive, and she obliged. I turned on the overhead light, and she used the lube that was already available from her ass-fucking. I love watching her masturbate, though I can’t remember when that last time was; which reminds me: I need to watch Kathy do herself by hand. She had a nice cum and said she appreciated my “flexibility.” Now, all I have to do is wait. I suppose I did have a good birthday after all.