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A New Approach

We men are selfish when it comes to sex. There I've said it. On the other hand, Rebecca is very unselfish. She was raised in a good Catholic home, having been told by her mother early in life that her duty as a wife is to give her husband sex whenever he wants it. Keep in mind she was never told that she should want sex for herself, only that she should submit to me whenever I ask. Now most men would certainly be very happy with this. I can count on one hand (and still have fingers left over) the number of times over our thirteen year marriage that she has turned me down.

In spite of her Catholic upbringing, she has developed a healthy sex drive, and she certainly enjoys sex, but I believe her traditional values have stunted her level of comfort in initiating "action". She was brought up to respond more than to initiate. Don't get me wrong, she does drop hints when she's feeling horny. I've learned to interpret these and act appropriately (most of the time). Other times when I haven't guessed right, her sense of duty kicks in and I'm led to believe I was right.

I on the other hand am bit of a polar opposite to my lovely wife. I grew up as a very horny teenager, then young man, and now I'm a (lower) middle aged horny man. I remember as an eighteen year old at college, going into the local corner store to purchase a copy of Penthouse letters. I would go home and take care of business. Along the way, I was exposed to all sorts of fetishes through the written word. I went through phases of what I liked and didn't like, all the while building my repertoire of stories to tell my future wife. Now of course there's the Internet, and no need to embarrass myself with the local merchants. My tastes changed along with my life, and my desires are focused around my wife and her pleasure.

My desire for her to embrace and pursue pleasure has led me to where we are today. I have never spared myself any sexual pleasure, and I want her to have the same thing. I have decided that in conjuction with my efforts to have her become more selfish, I should probably scale back my selfishness. Baby steps as they say. The first of which is to experience a sexual encounter with her where I don't reach my peak. Too many times I've forsaken her pleasure to quench my own. How many husbands can say they've satisfied their wife without peaking themselves? When I was eighteen, it would have been a foreign concept. Wish me luck... I'll keep you posted...

Toys, toys and more toys...

Rebecca and I were cleaning out a storage closet we have located just off of our ensuite. This was one of those left over spaces that we reclaimed and just happened to be storing our old clothes, suitcases and sex toys in. We went through it and eliminated a bunch of old shirts and other odds and ends. While we were at it, we decided to relocate our incriminating devices to a more discrete location. Our kids are getting to the age where they are starting to wander around the house, and the last thing we want to explain to our four and our seven year old is a 7" rubber cock. While I'm sure we would be able to come up for an alternate identity for the rabbit if questioned, the big veiny penis in mom and dad's closet might be a tad embarrassing. Among the other items to hide included some anal beads, the aforementioned vibrators, an enema kit, and of course lube.

I have to confess, most(all) of these items were purchased by myself as gifts for my lovely wife. I honestly think that any and all use of these items has been initiated by me. I would be quite surprised if Rebecca has ever used them without my knowledge. This could be due in part to their inconvenient location. (Several steps away from our bed) She's not the type to plan the evening around one our pleasure products, while I of course, would be so inclined. Because of this, I would like to make them more accessible to her as her mood strikes, whether I'm present or not. Where do other people put these things? It's a little like the condom back in the day when I needed to use them. If they aren't on hand, the mood could be lost.

As for Rebecca's masturbation habits, or lack thereof, she's one woman who I honestly believe doesn't masturbate. If she does, she's extremely covert about it. The last and only time I know she touched herself for pleasure was back before we had the kids. She shot a video of herself for me. It was spectacular, watching her get wetter and wetter as she worked herself up for the camera. Unfortunately, after several house moves, we've lost the tape and my memory has faded.

I really can't complain though. Her drive, when compared to many other the married women (from what I've heard) is quite high. She is a woman who loves to make love. She orgasms from penetration and/or clitoral stimulation. On one glorious night several years ago, she even had a strong "O" from anal sex. She has always been willing to try something once. Over the years, I've become better at reading her cues before, during and after sex. She's a little like a good poker player, never revealing the strength or weakness of her hand.

The Little Black Dress

Rebecca is starting a "little black dress" training program today. It runs for the next 10 weeks. I know the other ladies she's going in with, and I can say that she's definitely the top of the class. Other than Rebecca, they've all let themselves go. She has to do a pre-program series of measurements, which we'll have to follow up with each week. They are as follows:

Chest: 31.5 inches
Waist: 25 ¾ inches
Hips: 34 ¾ inches

Thigh: 19 ¾ inches

Up until now, I haven't been an expert on the specifics of women's measurements, but I can tell you that for a 38 year-old women with two naturally delivered kids, she's petite. In fact, she hasn't changed much body-wise since we met twenty years ago.

I was cleaning out the garage, and I stumbled across some photos I took when we were about 22 years old. I was taking a photography course at the time and had access to a darkroom on campus after hours. One night on an out of town trip, I convinced her to let me take some nude/semi nude pics, with the understanding that I could develop them without anyone seeing them.

We never took any measurements back then, but for comparison sake, I thought I would post the original pictures. They're black and white because that was what I had the capacity to develop, not because we're that old. It's bad enough that we're able to tell our kids that we remember a time without before internet, let alone cameras that required film. I'll try to convince Rebecca to do a follow-up shoot from the same angles, and you'll see how little she's changed.

Some Pics of My Lovely WIfe

On our way home from work yesterday, I noticed Rebecca's skirt riding up a little as she road next to me. One of my favorite articles of her clothes are her "stay-ups". She did me a favor by hiking her skirt up a little more when we pulled into the garage at home. If our kids weren't waiting for us, I would have taken her right there in the garage! We went upstairs to change and I snapped a few more of her on our bed.

As I've mentioned before, she's quite shy about flaunting her body. I'm not sure why, since I find her to be extremely sexy. After our little photo-shoot, I had to wait for my erection to subside before I went downstairs to see the kids.

Some time ago, I had purchased a "boudoir" photo shoot gift certificate from a charity auction. She has yet to use it, but it sounds like she will at some point. She said she wants to go through an upcoming workout program before the photos. I don't think she needs to, but if it will make her feel comfortable, then I can wait.

Vacation 2010

We're vacationing with the kids and my parents in wine country. The weather's been beautiful, and we're all having a great time. We "Sea-Dooed" yesterday, and today the kids and my wife went para-sailing. Things have been great on the action front as well. Rebecca went for the "hawaiian" wax before we left, but unfortunately "George" arrived on our first day. One thing I have found is the abstinence forced upon us monthly actually leads to my most erotic thoughts about her.

The other morning, when I had taken the kids shopping, I left this post from a forum I have been frequenting lately for her to read while we were gone. When I got back, she said "you're bad", which generally means exactly the opposite. We went for a walk later that evening and discussed what she had read. She said "see, she was just like I am now... hesitant." We talked a little about how I get turned on thinking about other men hitting on her, and I came up with the baby step/safe middle ground of asking her to flirt with a guy while I was around. (Possibly in a bar type situation) She didn't say no, but I know she's still quite shy to step out on her own. I'm sure it'll take some time for her to be comfortable letting her hair down, but I hope with some gentle reinforcement, she'll see how exciting it will be for her. As for me, just discussing this fantasy as we walked around, made me extremely aroused. We had to stop a couple of times to let my hard cock soften.

When we went to bed that night, we kissed passionately as she became reacquainted with my hardness. I slipped her pajama top off as she stroked my throbbing penis. She felt the occasional spasm as I got closer and closer to cumming. One thing I'll say for certain, is she is a great kisser. Her lips are plump, but not too much so, just right for me. As we kissed harder, I got closer and closer. Finally, I began to shoot. It had been a few days since I had had some release, so she was quite pleased to have my semen shoot 8 or 9 inches up in between her breasts. She is a beautiful woman, but there is no prettier sight than to see her hand wrapped around my shaft, and my come shooting between her heaving breasts.

The next time, I would like to have her tell me a "story" while she does this. I'm sure I wouldn't last very long hearing her voice describing her flirtations, real or imagined.

Epilogue:

I went golfing with Grandpa (my dad) the next morning, and while we were gone, my wife and my mom took the kids down to the pool. My wife said she was wearing her bikini, and when she got to the pool, she noticed that she was still "stained" from the night before, and that she had to quickly submerge in the pool to hide the evidence. That is a thought I like to picture in my mind; my wife with my dried come all over her flat belly and breasts. It's too bad no flirt-worthy" guys were around to see her...

The Massage Fantasy

Last night I asked my lovely wife if she felt like a massage when we went to bed. She loves being massaged, so I took the opportunity to work on my (our) fantasy a little. After she got ready for bed, I greeted her in our dressing room which connects our bedroom and ensuite. I put on my "masseur" persona and asked her to lie on the bed face down. She was only wearing panties so I covered her legs and ass, and attempted to remain professional by asking her what, if anything she wanted to have worked on. She replied she would like her shoulders, legs and ass massaged. (As her husband, I know she loves having her ass massaged.)

I told her that I'm not usually comfortable massaging a client's ass, but we'll see how it goes. As I poured oil onto my hands, I told her that I like to make conversation with my clients and that I hoped she wouldn't mind. I worked on her shoulders and back while we discussed our "remarkably" similar family lives. We both have two kids (a boy and girl),etc. I told her she was in remarkable shape for two kids. Her body is slim and taut. I mentioned how my wife is very similar to her and how I enjoy it when other men take notice.

I told her how my wife had been "people watching" and that she believed there are a lot of unattractive people out there. As I worked my way down her back, alternating between deep hard strokes and lighter soft caresses, I told her how I believe my wife is the type who needs to talk to someone before she can develop any sort of attraction.

I worked down her back and arrived at the top of her panties peeking out from under the covers. I told her that I was ready to work on her ass, but I'd need to remove her underwear. Still laying on her stomach, she lifted her bum in the air and allowed me to slide them down her beautiful legs. I threw her panties on empty side of the bed and dripped some oil onto the cheeks of her ass.

As I enjoyed my time touching her, I asked her what she thought her husband would think of her being massaged like this. She replied that she thought he wouldn't like it very much. I told her I disagreed and that the thought of another man looking at and touching her ass would probably turn her husband on.

I finished her glutes and worked my way down each leg. She gently parted her legs so I could reach the inside of her thighs. Every so often, I would allow my hand to drift to her warmth between her legs. I didn't touch her pussy, I just felt its heat.

When I finished her legs and feet, I asked her to turn over so I could complete her massage by doing her front. She turned over and exposed her wonderful breasts to me. Before I headed up there, though, I stayed below her waist and finished working the oil into her thigh muscles. Although the room was dark, I could see her neatly trimmed bush as it formed that lovely "v" pointing down to her ever so slightly protruding lips.

I asked her if I could massage her breasts for her and she nodded so I poured oil over each mound and slowly worked it into the smooth skin. I stayed to the outside of each breast , working my oil around, but not touching either nipple. As I watched her nipples grow and harden with my touch, I was overwhelmed with the urge to take them into my mouth. Since her eyes were closed, I allowed myself to bring my lips within a fraction of an inch of each nipple. I could almost feel their hardness through the sliver of air between my lips and them. I'm sure she could feel my breath on her, but she kept her eyes closed and played coy.

When I finished her chest, I brought my head up to her face so we were inches apart and began to massage her forehead. I worked my way down, around her eyes and massaged her cheeks. Finally, I arrived at her lips. Her lips are the perfect blend of fullness and form, so I told her to keep her eyes closed because I had a special method of massaging her lips. I leaned forward and gently kissed her. I then took my mouth and lightly flicked, kissed and sucked my way around her mouth. I started on the bottom of her mouth and worked my way around, occasionally letting my tongue glide into her mouth to caress hers.

When I was done, I expressed my opinion to her that her husband would be very turned on by her allowing her to be massaged so intimately. She didn't object. I told her the massage was complete, but since she was a little cold from being exposed to the bedroom air, I offered to warm her up in a very special way. I didn't wait for permission, I just removed my clothes and climbed on top of her. I pulled the sheets over us and began kissing her again.

There was second or two delay in her opening her legs before she allowed me between her thighs. When she did open up, I could feel her warmth against my hard cock. I didn't give her any time to reconsider as I pressed my hardness deep insider her with a couple of quick thrusts. She let out a couple of quick gasps and a small moan as I bottomed out inside her.

I told her that her husband would go crazy with lust once she told him she had my hard cock inside her. As I slowly started to pump her, I told her I wanted her to go home after this, go to her husband and climb on top of him. I told her I wanted her to tell him about the entire massage, including how it felt to have another man's cock inside her.

She was getting extremely wet and turned on as I picked up the pace of the pumping. I think it was knowing she was so turned on by this fantasy that got me very close to the edge of exploding. When my cock twitched inside her she said she could feel it. I told her we needed to slow it down a little. I also mentioned that I have been "snipped", so if she chose, I could come inside of her. I told her as I resumed pumping her that when she arrived home and climbed on top of her husband's cock, he would feel our wetness as he pumped her.

After awhile of grinding against her, she whispered that she wanted to sit on top of me. It was then I rolled us over so we could resume with her on top.

***

I took this opportunity to assume the role of myself, having awoke to the feeling of my wife climbing on top of me in our bed. As she buried my cock inside of her and began to grind against me, I asked her what had come over her. As we kept grinding, I grabbed her ass and rocked her hips back and forth on mine. I could feel my leaking cock head as it occasionally bumped into her cervix. I then took the opportunity to "remember" that she had come home from a massage. I asked her if the massage had turned her on, and she confirmed it had.

As we made love, I pressed her for details. I asked if he had massaged her ass, and she confirmed he had. I asked if he had touched her breasts and she confirmed this as well. I decided to keep pressing to see how far it went, so I asked her if he had fucked her. She was quiet on her response, so I took this as confirmation and increased our pace. It is a bit of a blur from this point on, but I think I may have asked how his cock felt inside of her and whether he had come inside her. I don't recall her exact reply, but whatever it was, it was enough to put me over the edge. I came quite hard inside of her. As I did this, I imagined my come was mixing with that which was already there, thereby reclaiming my wife from her lover. Fortunately, after my explosion, she wasn't far behind. She cried out in an orgasm as I felt the walls of her pussy explode in an eruption of convulsing tremors.

She collapsed on top of me as I gently kissed her and whispered loving words. Since she is a loving and very wholesome wife, I like to reassure her after she's let her imagination run wild, so she feels comfortable at the end of the fantasy.

This morning, she mentioned she could use a massage like that any time. I said I got as much out of it as she did....