[J Random reader] Past is Prologue
Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 1:21 am
An introduction to us and how we got where we are. More fact than fiction for now.
She's began teasing me December of last year. We are still figuring out how to make this work for us. Talking it through. What I want. What the misses wants. At first, I would get an orgasm twice a week. She would want her own orgasm less often. I might get teased each night. Or maybe in the morning. As often as not, both. But some days not at all.
Denial took time. First to go were the orgasms she gave me just because she thought perhaps it had been long enough. That was when she told me "It's my goal to make sure you never come when I play with you". If the misses wanted to feel me come, I came. By March, our record was nine days.
And I asked the misses to let me just service her. We had talked about the idea. The misses was OK with the idea of it. Then it began to happen. I was surprised how satisfied I felt afterwards. I made sure she knew how good I felt the next day.
By April, I wanted to go longer without an orgasm. But how long is long enough? And when it was late at night, who could remember how long it had been? Then we began marking the calendar. So we know that April 29th was a red letter day. Then we set a new record. Fourteen days! Right after that, eleven more days set a new second best. I asked her if she was OK with this. How since we started marking the calendar, I was coming much less. The misses asked me if I was complaining. I tried to explain that I wasn't. But she seemed bothered by this.
Four days later it was Memorial Day weekend. The misses wanted us to both enjoy the long weekend. She wanted to come. And she wanted to feel me come. That was fine. But Memorial Day gave me the idea to set a date. I asked, "Should we plan for Fathers Day?"
Three weeks, and a day away! Was I sure I could do it? The misses was. In for a penny, in for a pound. We talked about how I felt, going longer, coming less frequently. We hit fourteen days, our record so far. And we started counting down the days. We talked during that third week. The misses suggested that Fathers Day weekend she might shave off that extra day. And maybe I would come more than once. Neither one happened. But the teasing was ramped up. Then Fathers Day came. Another red letter day! Not everything went according to plan. But a good time was had by all.
She's began teasing me December of last year. We are still figuring out how to make this work for us. Talking it through. What I want. What the misses wants. At first, I would get an orgasm twice a week. She would want her own orgasm less often. I might get teased each night. Or maybe in the morning. As often as not, both. But some days not at all.
Denial took time. First to go were the orgasms she gave me just because she thought perhaps it had been long enough. That was when she told me "It's my goal to make sure you never come when I play with you". If the misses wanted to feel me come, I came. By March, our record was nine days.
And I asked the misses to let me just service her. We had talked about the idea. The misses was OK with the idea of it. Then it began to happen. I was surprised how satisfied I felt afterwards. I made sure she knew how good I felt the next day.
By April, I wanted to go longer without an orgasm. But how long is long enough? And when it was late at night, who could remember how long it had been? Then we began marking the calendar. So we know that April 29th was a red letter day. Then we set a new record. Fourteen days! Right after that, eleven more days set a new second best. I asked her if she was OK with this. How since we started marking the calendar, I was coming much less. The misses asked me if I was complaining. I tried to explain that I wasn't. But she seemed bothered by this.
Four days later it was Memorial Day weekend. The misses wanted us to both enjoy the long weekend. She wanted to come. And she wanted to feel me come. That was fine. But Memorial Day gave me the idea to set a date. I asked, "Should we plan for Fathers Day?"
Three weeks, and a day away! Was I sure I could do it? The misses was. In for a penny, in for a pound. We talked about how I felt, going longer, coming less frequently. We hit fourteen days, our record so far. And we started counting down the days. We talked during that third week. The misses suggested that Fathers Day weekend she might shave off that extra day. And maybe I would come more than once. Neither one happened. But the teasing was ramped up. Then Fathers Day came. Another red letter day! Not everything went according to plan. But a good time was had by all.