She had lost the weight she gained during pregnancy and seemed to be enjoying our new intimacy as much as I was. Her eyes were bright and her smile qu...cker, just like before the accident. The baby was almost six months old, yet she was still breastfeeding. She was reluctant to give up that special intimacy, and showed no signs of wanting to go back to work. That was fine with me; as long as she breast fed the baby, she was willing to do so for me as well. I had come to crave that special time. I was a submissive husband, because of her positive attitude I was normal and romantic through this period. Now started my fantasy thoughts of being more submissive as a pet for my beautiful gorgeous wife. Now her sizes are 36 32 38. Just imagine a woman with this sizes. I am seeing daily the same. Day by day I am becoming mad to my lovely wife. So started showing my slave nature by pressing her feet, eating her leftovers, cleaning her sandals. Etc.One night, after returning from office to. Tonight's call was sure to have her hand in panties where she could make all the noise she wanted with Lucy at work.As the campus shuttle pulled up in front of her dorm she quickly scanned the parking lot and asked the driver to wait until she got inside to leave, as she always did. As she scurried through the lot she noticed Lucy's car was still there. Maybe she had overslept. When she got to the door she turned and waved to the driver and went inside and up to her room. As soon as she opened. For a moment there was nothing but us. I could smell the soap she’d used in the shower—my soap—on her skin, and her hair was soft. Her hands skimmed over my body, running over my hips and thighs before coming back to my tits. I thought I’d die if she didn’t get between my legs. I groaned and closed my eyes as I tried to give myself over to the sensations running through me. Lia moved down and flicked her tongue over one nipple before sucking hard on it. Impatient, I started to reach down.