My long-ish comment on Thumper’s post

I just finished writing a comment on Thumper’s latest post, but it disappeared when I tried to send it through.  That kind of thing usually frustrates me, but this time it wasn’t so bad because the more I thought about it, the more I thought I could write about it.  So now it’s a post here instead of a comment there.

I totally understand the feelings Thumper is experiencing right now.  It was a little over a year ago that my wife kept me denied for five weeks for the first time.  In the middle of that period I started feeling a frustration due to what I perceived as apathy as opposed to Orgasm Control.  I felt like she just wasn’t really paying attention, not that she wanted me to wait.  My worries were for nothing as the wonderful payoff made me understand that she had indeed intentionally made me wait that long.  That assurance has made the wait in between orgasms much easier.  Because I don’t doubt she is in control, I am free to feel the wonderful frustration of longer periods of chastity to the point of the amazing/confusing moment of “I just want to cum, I hope she doesn’t let me”.

But even recently I was still finding myself having feelings much like Thumper.  I finally realized that I was setting myself up for disappointment by constantly being mentally prepared for sex.  I know that six out of seven nights my wife is more likely to just go to bed, yet every night we are together I seem to put myself in a sexual mindset.  The fix, of course, is pretty obvious.  I finally seem to have accepted that most of the time we just aren’t going to have sex.  Now, instead of being ready for sex, I’m expecting her to just go to sleep.

Last night as she lay in bed and I went to wish her good night and go through our little nightly rituals (fetching her water, etc.) she said to me, “I know that you were probably hoping for some hot sex tonight, but I’m really tired.  You can wait a couple more days, can’t you”?

It was very sweet of her to acknowledge my desire and in the past I may have been very disappointed.  Instead, I had already assumed she was just going to bed and was already thinking about what I was going to watch on TV.  I wasn’t even upset when she forgot to give me my “number” for the night (the edging exercises).

On the other hand I’m now really hyped up about Saturday night.  The kids are going on a sleepover and my wife and I are going to a nice “grown up” party and will have the house to ourselves afterwards.  I’m really having a hard time keeping my mind from thinking about all sorts of deviant things, lol.  Oh, the possibilities!