I believe wives should stay at home, take care of the home - and take care of their man.Oh sure, I miss the mid-afternoon blow jobs, but the risks wer... way too high for them to continue anyway. Plus, that means I get to dump two loads when I get home: one while I have my martini - the other later, deep in his guts, in our bed.That first night was tough, I admit it. But once I’d taken him over my knee to stop his juvenile little temper-tantrum, and once I explained what was expected of him, he. I should have taken better care of it. My grandmother left it especially for me to care for when she died, but I got so busy with all my stupid stuff I didn't even take care of it. I guess it took off because it didn't feel loved by me. Maybe it went looking for grandmother. She deserves to be truly loved. She took care of him."Then he tried to think about why he really did deserve to be loved but he couldn't think of anything. He just stood there for the longest time until he finally started. We discussed a few things on the menu, then she put her hand on my thigh and said, “I want you for dessert!”Dad heard that and said, “Joy, could I get some dessert back at home, too?”The ladies giggled as our waiter showed up. We gave our order to him and got water to drink.Sari turned to Dad and said, “You remember my school friend Marsha, Daddy?”I saw that he wasn’t sure, so I put my hands out in front me to simulate a large breasted girl...“Ahh, Yes, I remember Marsha – a redhead, with uhm. I crossed my arms and in what I thought was a stern tone said, “You told her. You said you weren’t going to tell her.”“What gave it away?” Mom asked seriously.I was unsure if I should tell her but she did teach me to be honest in situations like this, “Your acting. It wasn’t all that convincing.” After a moment I added, “I’m sorry.”“Oh phooey. I thought I had gotten better. I’d been practicing before barging in. I guess I was just surprised at seeing the suit in person and hearing your voice.