Serve your husband.


I always thought I had to work hard and my husband’s kind of work was easy. Every night when I came home, I knew that my husband would love to warm up to me, but I refused his request because I felt tired, of course, sometimes because I really didn’t want to, as to why I really don’t know.

However, I have actually been ignoring my husband who works so hard for this family and how he really feels.

As a wife, I thought that I had done my husband a favor by going out to earn money and doing housework at home when I was free, and that I had met the requirements of being a wife.

However, the number of times one can truly fulfill the obligation of ‘serving the husband’ can basically be counted on one’s fingers. So, would such a wife be a competent wife?

I walked over and took my husband’s palms in both hands while he looked up at me curiously, his eyes still pleading for my forgiveness as if he were a child who had done something wrong.

I don’t blame him now though, if I do, it’s only my own fault for not putting myself in his shoes all the time before. And, as hubby said, wouldn’t it be better to add one more family member.

Come to think of it, I think it’s better to leave work behind for a while tonight, just because it’s been a long time since we’ve all had a quiet moment to connect ……

And doing that kind of thing in bed too.

I took my surprised looking husband into the room, sat him on the edge of the bed, turned the lights to soft, and began to remove all my own clothes.

“Wife, is it really good for you …… to be like this, you seem to …… have a job.”

My husband’s voice was still trembling, and it seemed that he hadn’t yet recovered from what had just happened, and was obviously very surprised by this inexplicable move of mine.

“I’m sorry that I haven’t been considerate of your feelings, it’s my fault. I know you have a hard day, so I’d love to spend tonight listening to your troubles ……”

I could clearly see that my husband’s face was even redder than it had been a moment ago, and I wasn’t sure if it was because of his shyness or the surroundings. I just hugged my husband with my naked body, although it looked as if his mouth was ready to say something, but I didn’t wait for him to react before I took the initiative and kissed him on top of his lips.

At first he might have been a bit passive because of what had just happened, but after quickly adapting, he was clearly taking the initiative.

He quickly removed all his clothes while he and I exchanged spit with each other. Not only did the thing my husband boasted about start to get thick and long, but even the two balls next to it bulged out. In addition to being surprised I also felt comforted that this proved that he hadn’t gone outside to ‘cheat’ because of the lack of such behavior with me and was still thinking of me with all his heart.

He kept stroking my body, and to be honest, the long overdue caresses did give me a lot of excitement, especially down there.

Whenever he inserted his finger, my body would reflexively squirm, especially when he bent his finger slightly, it was the most unbearable for me. Soon, I could already feel the urge to pee and a lot of liquid started to flow out from down there.

“Honey, is it really …… okay?”

I handed him a condom from inside the drawer. I looked at his eyes with an expectant look that seemed to be asking for my opinion.

“Well …… well …… but …… be gentle …… “

Previously with him when making love, also did not have like now this feeling, just feel is only between husband and wife’s ‘routine’. On the contrary, after just now, to the present feeling, actually does not have a trace of reluctance, exactly a happy feeling, is this the real sex between husband and wife.

He got my permission and a look of excitement showed on his face.

As he was about to reach for the condom, ready to put it on, he wasn’t sure if he was over-excited or if the power of the alcohol he had just consumed hadn’t dissipated yet.

So I took the condom …… “Let me put it on for you ……”

Before I put it on for him, I could clearly see that his veins there were basically showing, and it was still a little difficult to put it on. And while I was putting on the condom for him, he was not as rough as he was just now, but he was gently touching my shoulders with both hands.

I saw his penetration and instead of being as anxious as before, he kept rubbing the two labia between my thick black pubic hair-covered pussy. It had already become a mess down there, and now after being tossed around like that by him, it became even more lousy there, as if it was flooded.

“Honey, come on …… in here oh ……’ I actually said something that even I found embarrassing to speak.

I could totally feel the beating of his penis, stimulating me like the frequency of a heartbeat. Especially when he kissed my uterus, even though the feeling of the condom was not as real as the direct penetration, but after all, this person in front of me was my husband, so I really don’t know what I can use to describe my feelings at this moment, other than feeling happy.

“Ah!’ When my husband went from being still to slowly pumping, the long-lost pleasure made me reflexively put the index finger of my right hand on my lips and gently bit down, while my left hand was on top of my husband’s arm, and my feet were coiled around his waist in order to match his every movement.

Since I could visibly feel each thrust in and out, I was soon letting out moans of comfort; after all, I could be much freer in my own home.

” A…….ohh…… Hubby, it’s really…… nice…… Hubby, hurry up ……”

I wonder if my moans are stimulating him, which makes the force of his thrusts seem deeper.

Hubby became very proactive and changed from the normal position to the current side-back position, and from the side-back position to the riding position. Even the riding position was not entirely powered by me, so to speak, basically every bit of the piston movement he used his own physical strength to accomplish.

“Uh…… uh uh…… oh…… wife, you’re really nice and comfy inside… …”

He had been bulging so much inside me there, especially when he stuck the whole thing in, that it didn’t feel like it was softening at all.

“Ahhhh …… mmmm …… husband, just be comfortable ……”

Unintentionally glancing at the clock on the wall, I realized that it had been more than half an hour since I started… Is this called ‘happiness not knowing when the time has passed’?

“Honey, I’m coming out …… out …… out …… out …… ah …… ah ah ah ah ……”

“Hmmmmm ……”

Hubby’s there I have felt taut hole and incomparable hot, in my estimation this is almost in the man’s orgasm.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ……”

Seconds later, I heard my husband’s muffled grunt.

At the same time, I felt a hot sensation down there against the opening of my vagina, and it was getting warmer. At this time, we were still in the riding position, and even though there was a condom in the way, it didn’t stop me from constantly feeling the sensation of my husband’s bottom trembling as he ejaculated.

Although I couldn’t see what was going on down there, I could see my husband’s stomach rising and falling, and obviously that would be a good indication that he came out with a lot of force.

When we work as journalists, we often have to read more books to broaden our horizons. I once stumbled upon a book about men’s orgasm. It wrote that when a man climaxes, some of the ejaculate will remain in the urethra, and if all of it can come out, it will be more pleasurable, and the way to do this is for the woman to keep fingering the man’s penis while he ejaculates.

I also kept continuing to pump up and down as per the book in order to make him come out more completely, trying to suck up all that stuff in my husband’s urethra. Sure enough my husband, who had just stopped ejaculating not long ago, could continue to feel another ejaculation due to my movements.

“Ahhhh …… wife, it’s really good ……”

Hubby tripped on the bed, panting comfortably, must have used all his strength just now.

I’m not having a good time either, such ‘exercise’ is as hard as if I had just run a thousand meters, but seeing my husband’s happiness makes me feel happy as a wife, after all, I’ve always been deeply in love with my husband.

Instead of getting up right away, I put my hands on his chest and kept his thing in there, in a ‘hot spring’ that had erupted from my two or three orgasms. He had his hands on the back of his head and was happily enjoying this as well.

“Honey, I love you ……”

“Honey, I love you too ……”

I lay on his chest without letting his thing fall out and embraced him in a kiss, the afterglow and pleasure making me enjoy the whole thing.

When I got up, it was several minutes later.

I took off the condom that I was wearing at my husband’s place and noticed that there was a lot of volume and a small ball had formed at the bottom of the condom. It still felt slightly warm when I took it out since it had been kept warm inside my vagina.

I know what this means – the faithfulness of my husband. He hasn’t been like other men and must not have done anything to cheat on his wife, and that does give me great comfort.