#traditionalwife
6:15-8 am. children wake up. One of us get out of bed with them and let the other sleep. We discuss this the night before. This weekend it’s my turn to get up with the kids.
Breakfast, throw in laundry, keep an eye on kids while they play. Fold clothes, catch up on music housekeeping in between kid stuff.
Kids watch some cartoons, on Apple TV, not suffering through whatever was on TV like I did in the 80s.
Husband wakes up mid morning. I shower while he hangs with the kids.
He showers and kids eat lunch. Kids settled in for nap or quiet time, depending on age.
Saturday nap time is our planned fun time. I wait face down with my legs opened, but heels pressed together. He likes walking in to this view. Today I’m not in an ounce of trouble, my attitude has been great. I’m rewarded with brief control of a vibrator. He snatches it away right before I orgasm and flips me over on my back. He slams into me while twisting my nipples. I nearly come out of my skin. Orgasm is still denied.
He holds me down by my neck and finishes. He stays in me and tells me I can make myself cum, quickly. I comply.
He rolls off of me and lies back. “Keep cumming. I want to watch that face. Don’t stop until I say so.”
He wedges the vibrator against my asshole. My fingers get to work. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to ask before I cum. “May I, Sir?”
Permission granted. He takes control of the vibrator and my nipples. I don’t want to cum again, I am so tired and feel gross. I am limp and can’t think.
He drives me to two more orgasms, then tucks me in.
I sleep for an hour, then ask to soak in the tub. I am so, so sore. He agrees and takes the kids outside.
We figure out dinner, return Redbox rentals, play with with kids. A few bills come in the mail, he talks to me about when certain expenses are due and how that will impact discretionary spending for May. May is an expensive month for parents of school age kids!
The saga of Children’s Bedtime begins. We survive bedtime and he heads for the man cave. He’s exhausted and doesn’t want to think. He asks if I need anything from him. I say no… I know he wants to veg out and I need sleep badly.
I’m given 30 min to watch a show, read or entertain myself on phone. No chores allowed. He doesn’t come up to make sure I’m off by said bedtime. He knows I’ll obey.
I refill my vitamins after taking Saturday dose, wash face, brush teeth and put pajamas on.
Sometimes he takes me in the middle of the night. I Try to always go to bed ready, cleaning up shaving and putting on preferred panties. My neck is sore so I turn on heating pad. I punch out this blog and now I’m off to bed.
