Positive Changes

I mentioned previously some of the stress we recently went through.  It was a good stress, though.  Our house had been damaged so insurance basically paid for a remodel.  Since then we’ve been trying to make more positive changes in our lives.  One of these changes is my wife starting a side business and expanding her consulting work (on top of her regular job).  She was on the fence about taking these steps until I told her I was here to help.  That’s when it clicked for her.  I’m basically going to be her employee.  The new side business will benefit greatly from the myriad of contacts I have.  She was a reluctant joiner to social networking, but I’ve been involved since the start, so I’ve got quite a list of contacts.  The expansion of her consulting will essentially be her training me to do the work she is already doing which she will check and approve before sending back to the clients.

One of the goals we have set is that the income created from these two new sources will make it possible for me to quit my part time job and be at home full time, which would of course lead to me being able to do more work on the other jobs.

I find it interesting that even though we are no longer in our “Arrangement” we are finding more ways to be wife led.  Long before we stopped my wife told me that some of the changes we had made in our lifestyle could probably never revert back.  Looking back now it’s obvious.  I have my daily list of chores, not that she gives them to me, just that I’m the one that cleans and does certain jobs.  If she sees something that she wants to be done she tells me.  In the bedroom it’s the same as it was before, maybe even kinkier.  I think the difference is she is enjoying herself more because she doesn’t look at it as another thing she has to do.  Now it’s just life.  We have no set of rules that we are trying to follow, we are just doing what feels right.  Most of the time that seems to coincide with our former arrangement without having to have an arrangement, if that makes any sense.

So, how will this change things?  I don’t know.  She is already the main source of income for us and now I’m her employee.  She’s the boss at home and at work, which seems to now be the same thing.  

Speaking of changing things, she has also brought up the prospect of expanding the family.  A few years ago I would have agreed right off, but now I’m the one worrying about how it would effect us.  We are still discussing it, and I’m not outright against it, but right now I seem to only be remembering all the stress involved with child rearing.

She first brought up the idea a couple of weeks ago.  It was time to remove her birth control ring and somehow it had disappeared, so for a couple of days she worried she might be pregnant.  It was a mystery until last night.  

Monday night we had some pretty hot but vanilla sex.  Well, she had me talk dirty to her while she used her mini vibe, which was unusual.  She seemed to enjoy listening to me talk about the last time we’d had sex and she used her purple cock and only let me make love to her as an afterthought. As I made love to her she told me to enjoy it because the next time she was going to be fucking her purple cock again.

Last night was big purple cock night.  She pulled out her vibe to get started and put my tongue to work right away.  She had me lick her while she stuck her vibe in her pussy.  I have to admit I was a little distracted by the thought that it would chip my teeth if I wasn’t careful.  The it was time for the purple monster and more tongue work.  As I licked her and fucked her with that giant cock we solved the mystery of the disappearing birth control ring.  It would appear that the purple monster is big enough to push it out.  This made my wife laugh and brought a pleasant little wave of humiliation.  After that my wife pushed me out of the way and fucked herself while using her vibe.  I was just getting in the way.

She finished and pulled the sheets over herself as I slowly masturbated.  Again, I couldn’t help myself and had to ask her if she was able to go a little longer.  She considered it a moment and pulled the sheets aside.  I slid inside her and made love to her for a few minutes, but the dildo had stretched her out and she was quickly becoming too dry.  She said she was willing to let me go longer, but I could tell she was done so I thanked her and rolled off.

We sat and talked a bit and she laughed again about the birth control ring.  She said there should be a warning on the box about the danger of fucking a big cock.  I didn’t say it, but I thought about the guy she fucked in college with a dick that big.  It wouldn’t a very good birth control if she was fucking him now.

Well, that’s enough time spent blogging.  I’ve got to get to work around the house!

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Steady Progress

Things have continued along at this same pace.  I think not having a set of rules (the “Arrangement”) is just right for now.  There are expectations, but no rules.  My wife seems to also be learning more about herself, her wants, needs, desires and limitations.  We were speaking last night about the difficulty she is having deciding whether or not to start a side business or even possibly two.  When I told her I would be more than willing to help her out she seemed a little more at ease and even a little excited at the possibilities.  But she also realized that she is terrible at making big decisions like these.  I pointed out several other instances over the years where she froze up the same way not to be negative, but to point out that her careful consideration is a good trait, but we have missed opportunities because of her hesitation.  It’s time to take a chance.  I told her that in the Art of War there is a saying that making the wrong decision is better than making no decision.  You can not win if you don’t try, essentially.  If you make the wrong move you can make another move to fix it.  She saw the logic and I think we are going forward on at least one of the two options (of course this could change any minute depending on her getting cold feet again).

For the most part I’ve continued to keep up with my usual chores and my wife has prioritized some of my tasks to her liking.  I guess that has replaced my old “Assignments”.  She also seems to be more willing to point out her displeasure when she thinks I haven’t been doing enough.

As well as things are going, and despite the fact that I’m trying to take it slow this time, I found myself once again in a selfish head space.  Last week my wife just wasn’t feeling great and all sexual advances were spurned.  I don’t believe I showed any negative reactions in front of her, but once again I let my feelings of neglect get the better of me one night.  Of course I felt guilty the next day and did my best to make up for it by doing extra jobs around the house.

But I wasn’t the only one left completely horny and ready for action.  This week my wife felt much better and told me to join her in bed Tuesday night.  I got her toys and while I got undressed she used her vibe on herself.  I laid next to her and she spread her legs, one thigh covering my growing erection preventing me from touching it.  I then went down on her and it soon became clear she was feeling more frisky than normal.  She began grinding on my tongue and soon was raising her hips until I was licking her bottom.  She pushed me away and told me she need a big cock inside her and grabbed her dildo.  I then licked her  and the dildo which sent her over the edge.  I knelt back between her legs and slowly stroke myself as she then used the vibrator and dildo together, all the time telling me how much she loved her big cock and how good it felt to get fucked by such a big cock.  She compared it to mine and told me mine was nice, but nowhere near as big.  She came multiple times all while talking about her big cock as I slowly masturbated.  When she was done she told me I could cum.  I was surprised as I hadn’t had a chance to enter her and I can’t remember the last time she allowed me to cum when I wasn’t inside her.

I asked if I could enter her and she considered it a moment.  She decided it would be ok and I moved above her.  As I entered her she continued to talk about the “big cock” and how it stretched her out and how she could barely feel me.  She continued to taunt me and asked me how it felt.  I told her I never felt her so loose and wet and she responded that it’s because the “big cock” made her cum so many times. The teasing continued until I came and she giggled.  She told me to take care of her big cock and let her get some rest.  She never referenced the dildo so many times and used to refer to it as the Purple Monster.  Now, apparently, it’s her “Big Cock”.

As I left the room my head was spinning.  She really blew my mind.  The humiliation was intense and obvious and I loved it.  I also realized she had originally not intended to let me fuck her at all.  She used my tongue, but the only cock she had was the dildo.  Although the feeling of being inside her was amazing I suddenly wished I had done as she intended and just masturbated to completion in front of her.

The next morning my tongue was so sore I could barely speak.  I was pleasantly surprised that even though we had amazing sex the night before I was again summoned to the bed room.  As usual she started with her vibe and then moved on to my already sore tongue.  When she was satisfied with my licking she told me that the “Big Cock” had worn her out the night before and that she was ready for my smaller cock.  I told her how sore my tongue was from the workout she had given it and she replied, “good”.  I made love to her slowly at first until she encouraged me to fuck her harder.  Of course I couldn’t last very long at that pace so she had me stop and had several more orgasms with her vibrator while I held still inside her.  She told me she was done for the night and I rolled off her.  She allowed me to masturbate a few minutes with the stipulation that I couldn’t shake the bed.  Knowing the futility of that I thanked her but left her to get her rest.

She never ceases to amaze me.