So I had to think of a way become part without ruining her fun. I read a story on the internet about women that control their husbands orgasms and how...the husband loved serving his wife. One Sunday afternoon I got up the courage to tell Andrea about the story and I sat in the den while she read it at the kitchen table. When she was finished reading she came in the den to discuss what she had just read. She asked me what I thought of the idea of her taking control of my orgasms. I pulled my. For a long time I was content with that, until I got tired. I thought about getting a lover, but I was raised in that boring view that a woman should respect her husband.I decided to innovate. I thought to myself, okay, I'm going to seduce the bastard. I always had imagination. That day I didn't stay at home cleaning and making dinner. Oh no. I took the emerald necklace he gave me from the trunk, the only gift he has given me in recent years. I took a nice shower.I may be a housewife, but even. It made me very nervous, but i could say nothing. Finally, when the evening was done, and we had picked up the house, my wife and i dragged ourselves to bed. I was about to go to sleep when my wife rolled over and nuzzled my ear and i felt her hand on my cock. I wasn’t really in the mood for sex but she obviously was. I rolled over and began to kiss and stroke her and my cock finally began to show signs of life. I kissed her neck and breasts and went down on her until she came. Then i mounted. “I think we have enough rules. It’s still early. How about a jacuzzi?”“Let’s do that tomorrow.”“I’m glad you said that. Tomorrow might be exhausting enough with both of us skiing for the first time. It’s been a lot to take in for one day. Let’s shower and get some rest. Tomorrow might change everything.”Allie showered first, and by the time I entered the bedroom, she was naked and asleep on her back. I quietly stood there beside the overstuffed feather mattress, watching the gentle rise and.