In the weeks and months afterwards, the resistance was still there, but it gradually lessened over time. I repeatedly explained to my hubby, at variou... times, “I need you to do this for me… I love watching you do it… it turns me on… it makes me love you even more… you need to pay your respects to Johnny… I expect you to submit to my authority that way.” And so he did it. He sucked cock for me because he wanted to please me and make me happy. And maybe, perhaps, because when he resisted he got. " I replied.I set the tray of goodies on the bed, and then sat down on her chest, straddling her tits. With her arms up over her head, this put my erect cock right over her face."What are you doing?" she asked."Shhhhhh..."I opened up a bottle and poured some stuff on my cock."Open wide."I slid my dripping cock into her mouth. She closed around it, afraid at first. Then she tasted it. Licked it up and swallowed it."MMMM! Ranch dressing!"I smeared some junk on my balls and dangled them into her. Which was always initiated on the spur of the moment. It was usually something little that sparked it, but the sign was usually clear. Tonight, the sign was as clear as the water we were walking beside.I found out what that little spark was tonight as I began to run my hands over her body and down underneath the towel wrapped around her waist. The towel did not come loose, as I was careful, but when my hands treaded underneath it, I found that Callie was bare. I felt the smoothness of her waist. He would need to get out in the world on his own and find something he could do -- without legs, without his athletic skills that now were forever gone.Paul's morale, his spirit, was amazingly good. Lois admired him for it, and took some credit for it, herself. She knew she was damned good for morale! But a loving relationship and great sex wasn't going to be enough, all by itself, to sustain them. Not if they were going to be a couple, long-term.Not if Paul Elias was going to continue to be a.