As you stand there and swing your hips your penis, which
isn't terribly impressive to begin with, will slap back and forth.
"Hm," she'll say as she reaches up towards the tip
to give it a quick tug. You'll slap her
hand away before she gets there.
"You just have to look and wonder."
She'll nod and gaze up at your taint obediently. Slowly, sure, as you rock back and forth, as
she watches you rock back and forth, as your genitals remain stolidly
limp. It will take nearly fifteen
minutes of this for her to understand what you felt, what you always feel. After that fifteen minute adjustment period
she'll reach down into her pants and begin rubbing her vagina with her hand.
At first it will be a gentle gesture, tepid, easy. But as the movement of your dick increases,
the force behind her movements will increase as well. After ten minutes, she'll be making squicking
sounds as her fingers move over the surface and inside herself. She'll resposition herself so that she can
move a finger into her anus, a movement which will, coincidentally, place her
head right next to your asshole. Once
she's there instinct will take over: she'll never have done it before, and she
won't do that in general, but on that night she'll begin licking your asshole
with a fervor you thought lost to your marriage.
"Now you get it," you'll coo from above her, but
she'll no longer hear you: she'll be so taken by the act that she won't
remember protesting, she won't even recall that you had to use a series of
"love coupons" to compel her to act our your fantasy. She'll just be there, underneath your legs,
finally licking the asshole of the sky.
Congratulations on Making Your Wife Understand How it Feels
to Stand Underneath the Colossus at Rhodes!
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