Julia and I both slept like stones last night. Or… “At least I thought we did!”
Apparently though, Brian the Snoozer was talking again and had much to say, “As usual!” Julia seems to think it’s cute but… “I’m not so sure about that.”
It’s not that I’m worried about saying anything I shouldn’t while talking in my sleep and apparently responding to questions posed by my wife. But… I do have to admit that it’s a bit unsettling for me, “When I’m not consciously in control of the conversation.”
So… When I awoke this morning at around 5:30 AM to find Julia sitting beside me and holding out her phone… I was a bit confused. “You just had a dream I think,” Julia said softly. I shook my head saying, “No. No dream here.”
She then replaced the phone back on the nightstand asking gently, “You don’t remember?” I just shook my head and asked, “Dare I ask what I missed?”
She let out that little schoolgirl laugh of hers and said, “Nothing earth shattering,” as she slipped back under the covers beside me. I then said, “I’m sorry I woke you.”
She put an arm out in my direction saying, “Come here, you.” I moved towards her, and she said, “It’s all good. I promise you that it really is all good.”
I could tell she was smiling as she spoke. But… I wasn’t buying that it was, “All good,” and I could tell she knew it. She then pulled me close to her and whispered playfully, “I only know your deepest darkest secrets now. Just relax my love”
We both lay there dozing for a little while before I realized I really did need to hit the head. As I started to move Julia said with a soft laugh, “Race you.” So… Off we were to use the can, me opting to let her beat me into the bathroom. After she had done her thing, I was surprised to hear the shower turn on.
I then heard her ask, “Come join me when your ready?” I said, “Ok. Just give me a minute to do my business and…” As I moved into the bathroom my words were cut short by a gentle yet suggestive kiss from Julia just before she stepped into the shower with a soft laugh, where I did join her about two minutes later.
It was a sensual affair with her quietly making it a point to touch every part of me under the guise of making sure I was squeaky clean. When I made moves to return the favor, she just playfully took my hands in hers saying, “No,” as she laughed. “This girl can wash herself,” before breaking into silent fits of laughter at the look on my face, which clearly reflected the confusion I felt. She was acting strange this morning.
So… I stood by and let her wash and rinse herself before stepping out of the shower as she turned the water off and handed her a towel. She thanked me for handing it too her and proceeded to dry me with it, again giggling softly.
I wasn’t sure what she was up to. But I was rather intrigued. It’s not that I have a problem with my wife being nice to me. She’s kind to me all the time. It is a bit unusual though for her to not let me return her affections in any shape, way, or form.
After she was satisfied with the drying she gave me, she picked up another towel and dried herself. As I headed out of the bathroom towards the kitchen to turn on the coffee pot, I thought I heard the sound of feet behind me. Somehow though, I lost track of where those feet went and nearly plowed right into Julia as she stood blocking the doorway to the kitchen, shaking with nearly silent laughter.
“No,” she said slyly as her voice shook with suppressed mirth. “No?” I asked. “No.” Julia said with a bit more control.
“Ok?” I said. “So…” She then turned my shoulders, so I was facing the bedroom again and said, “Walk,” in a playful yet firm sort of tone.
So… I walked back into the bedroom and turned in surprise when I heard running feet behind me. She is a strong woman and very precise in her moves, which was lucky for me as I wasn’t quite sure of my orientation in the room at that particular moment.
When she connected with me, I had gone off balance and landed squarely on the bed facing the ceiling. Before I could move, she sprang on top of me saying, “No,” more or less pinning me flat on my back.
None of this hurt at all. But I certainly was taken by surprise.
“What…?” I started to ask. But in response I got a tongue down my throat and felt my face being surrounded by a sea of damp sweet smelling long hair. I kind of coughed as her action had completely caught me off guard, leaving me somewhat breathless for a few seconds.
She was unleashed, moving over me in a frenzy of hair, lips, and limbs. It took my breath away the way she was loving me.
She did finally let me shift so that my legs were completely on the bed; them having been hanging off from the knees down. But she wasn’t letting up any time soon, that was pretty obvious.
As she road me for like the second or third time she began to speak. I didn’t quite hear what she was saying at first because she was breathing hard and giving me all she had. I was pretty much ordered through action to just lay there so… “I did.”
But after a time, when she had slowed her activity a bit and her breathing eased, I could finally make out some of what she was more or less chanting to me as she moved. “You are loved. You are worthy of that love times ten. You are wanted. You are worthy of being wanted by me times fifty. You are worthy of me, and fifty more women like me.”
And she wasn’t stopping there. “You are worthy of effort. You are worthy of massive amounts of effort. You are not property. You are not broken. You are more of a man than anyone I or anyone else will ever know.”
On and on she went as she worked herself and me towards another orgasm. “You deserve everything you have and so much more. You have always been worth every dime ever given you and so much more. Are you hearing me Babe? Are you getting the picture yet?”
She then came, this time squirting like nothing I’ve ever experienced with her. “You deserve this and so much more,” she said as her body shuttered with the shockwaves of what was to be a rather long-lasting orgasm.
“Babe, slow down,” I said. But… She just wasn’t having it.
“This is your home, she continued. You will not lose it because someone else screwed up. You own it and it belongs to you. Your life is no longer contingent on the mood or ability of some state employed lacky who doesn’t care about anything other than their paycheck. You are free of that. You are safe here. You will always be safe here.”
I came and Julia road me a minute longer, clearly enjoying the feel of my cum inside her. Then she gently settled on top of me, looking straight into my face. She was still breathing pretty hard, but clearly determined to make sure I understood what she was saying.
“I am yours, forever. Never forget that” she breathed softly before kissing me deeply. “I’m not going away. You are way more than enough for any woman if only so many weren’t too blind to see. I can’t thank you enough, and will never be able to thank you enough, for the way you love me.”
She then put her head down on my chest and dropped off for a bit. As she relaxed her breathing eased. It felt awesome to be laying there in her arms and I think I drifted a few times myself because at one point I realized that she was speaking to me from a standing position near the bed and moving back towards me again.
When she climbed back into bed again, she pulled a blanket over us and whispered, “I love you. Never ever forget how much I love you. And… For the record… I’m keeping you.” She then giggled and kissed me lightly on the lips.
I looked at her questioningly and she answered, “Mr. Snoozer is still playing some of your old tapes from back when you were getting Housing Assistance and stuff like that. You used to have to deal with them during this time of the year, didn’t you?”
I nodded and she side heavily. “I can’t imagine what it must have been like dealing with people who were careless with your personal information and viewed you as nothing more than just an excuse for them to get a paycheck. I can’t even begin to know the level of stress and anxiety it must have caused you knowing that if they got it wrong you would be the one who paid the ultimate price for their recklessness.”
She then kissed me and squeezed me hard with both arms. “Clearly, based on what Mr. Snoozer… You know… Your subconscious self… Was saying to me this morning… There’s a part of you who still feels that everything is still on the brink of disaster.”
Her tone then suddenly became stern as she said, “And don’t you dare apologize,” before she kissed me passionately once more. Then she just lay there beside me, looking into my eyes for a long while.
She then kissed me again and said, “We’ll figure out how to destroy the old tapes, or at least do enough damage to keep them from automatically playing in your head. I promise you. We’ll figure it out together.”
She then reached out her hands an gave me a tug in her direction asking, “Do you think you got enough in you to take this pretty girl for a ride?” I smiled and kissed her saying, “Why certainly.”
We didn’t get out of bed much for the rest of the day. We did stop in the kitchen a few times for light snacks. But… For the most part, we were dosing in each other’s arms when not interlocked together for joyously long hours at a time, “Blissfully engaged in a long slow comfortable screw.”