No promises

Belle told me this morning before she went to work that I’d get to make her come tonight. Plus, I’d get to choose how. All day I thought about that. I thought about my tongue in her snatch and flicking over her clit. All day.

After work, I had to cart the kids all over hell and back and started to feel really tired. Was I going to be too tired to get her off? By about 8:00, I was running on empty but then the last kid was carted home and I changed out of my day clothes and climbed into bed and the prospect of Belle’s wet pussy seemed to be recharging me.

But Belle was tired. She took off her glasses and placed them on the nightstand. She was easing into her “going to sleep” mode and there were still kids awake and I saw the light at the end of my tunnel, which had been rushing towards me minutes ago, start to recede.

Then she turned over and closed her eyes.

“But…”

“I’m tired, Thumper.”

I could hear my heart thumping in my ears. Felt heat on my face. Loss.

Her prerogative, I thought. Embrace it. You’re powerless.

Now I’m tossing and turning and so tired but the stupid fucking penis keeps swelling and filling the Looker’s cage and squeezing its insert and the very sensation of impotent frustration is fueling my horniness. I am not in charge at all and I don’t even get to complain because she gets to arbitrarily withdraw earlier commitments and I have to accept it. There are no promises. I can expect nothing. I deserve nothing. And she carries no guilt. Nor should she.

Denial is more than just absence of orgasms.

5 thoughts on “No promises

  1. Way to post your feelings! This happens here too, Thumper. Especially now that I had shoulder surgery and still have 3 weeks left where I can’t drive and CagedMonkey is running kids all over and doing a good amount of the household chores. Hard when I’m one armed at the moment. I know he’s beat everyday.

    Tonight was a bit short on time before hubby went to work. I really had wanted to get some play time in but out just didn’t happen like I’d hoped. It’s even frustrating for me when things don’t happen like I want. I’m sure it was a bit for Belle too. Hopefully you two find some time to connect over the next couple days.

    Hubby and I have been like two crazy teenagers groping each other anytime we’re alone in a room haha. 🙂

    1. As hard as it is to deal with, I’d rather she do exactly as she did tonight than go along with what I wanted based only on my expectation of what I deserved. That’s not how this shit works.

      Hope your shoulder is feeling better soon!

      1. You’re right, never good to just do something and not be into it. I would hate if we started with the resent crap again. We went through enough of that, as I’m sure you understand!

        Thanks for the well wishes… I’m getting pretty sick of being stuck in a sling and being stuck in the house! 🙂

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