serving husband

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From the day we got married, all I thought about was work, making money, and getting ahead. My goal was
simple : to create this home that belonged only to the two of us.
I always thought my work was hard, while my husband's job was easy. Every night when he came home, I
knew he wanted to be intimate with me, but I refused because I was tired. Sometimes it was
because I genuinely didn't want to, but I honestly didn't know why.
However, I also neglected how hard my husband worked for this family, and ignored his
true feelings.
As a wife, I thought that going out to earn money and doing housework when I had time was enough to help my husband, and that I
had met the requirements of a wife.
But the number of times I truly fulfilled my duty of 'serving my husband' could be counted on one hand
. So, is such a wife a competent wife?
I went over and took my husband's hands in mine, and he looked up at me curiously, his eyes pleading for my forgiveness
like a child who had done something wrong.
However, I don't blame him now. If I had to blame someone, it would be myself for not trying
to see things from his perspective. And, as my husband said, perhaps it would be better to have another family member
.
Thinking about this, I decided to put work aside for now tonight, since it's been a
long time since we've had a proper, quiet conversation…
and done *that* in bed.
I led my surprised husband into the room, had him sit on the edge of the bed, softened the lights, and
started taking off all my clothes.
"Honey, is this really okay? You seem to have… work to do."
My husband's voice was still trembling; he hadn't recovered from what had just happened and was clearly surprised by my
inexplicable actions.
"I'm sorry, I haven't considered your feelings. It's my fault. I know you work very hard every day,
so I'm happy to use tonight to listen to your troubles…"
I could clearly see that my husband's face was even redder than before, I didn't know if it was because of shyness
or the surrounding environment. I held my husband naked, and although his mouth seemed about to
say something, I kissed him on the lips before he could react.
At first, he was a little passive, perhaps because of what had just happened, but he quickly adjusted and became
much more proactive.
While exchanging saliva, he quickly took off all his clothes. Not only did
his manhood become thicker and longer, but his testicles were also swollen. Besides
surprise, I felt comforted; this proved that he hadn't
cheated was still thinking of me.
He kept caressing my body, and to be honest, the long-awaited caresses were very
stimulating, especially down there.
Whenever he inserted his fingers, my body would reflexively twitch, especially when he slightly
bent —that was the most unbearable. Soon, I felt the urge to urinate, and I started to
leak fluid.
"Wife, really…is it okay?
" I handed him a condom from the drawer. I looked into his expectant eyes, as if he were asking
for my opinion.
"Hmm...hmm...but...be gentle..."
I'd never felt this way before when we made love; it always felt like just a routine
between . But after what just happened, I didn't feel any
reluctance at all; it was a feeling of happiness. Was this what true marital sex was like?
He got my permission, and his face showed excitement.
When he reached for the condom to put it on, I don't know if it was from excitement or the lingering effects of the alcohol
.
So, I took the condom... "Let me put it on for you..."
Before I put it on him, I could clearly see the veins on his penis were almost bulging; it was a little difficult to
put it on . And as I put the condom on him, he wasn't as rough as before;
instead, he gently touched my shoulders with both hands.

I saw him penetrate me, and he wasn't in a hurry like before. Instead, he kept rubbing against my
labia, which were covered in thick black pubic hair. My lower area was already a mess, and now, after being
tormented like this, it was even more disheveled, like a flood.
"Honey, hurry...come in..." I actually said something that even I found embarrassing.
As he was fully inside, I could feel his throbbing,
stimulating . Especially when he kissed my cervix, although the feeling of a condom wasn't
as real as direct penetration, this person was my husband, and besides feeling happy, I really
didn't know how to describe my feelings at that moment.
"Ah!" As my husband went from stillness to slowly thrusting, the long-lost pleasure made me reflexively put
my right index finger to my lips and gently bite it, while my left hand rested on my husband's arm, and my legs
wrapped around his waist to match each of his movements.
Because I could clearly feel each penetration and withdrawal, I soon let out a comfortable
moan , after all, I could be much freer in my own home.
"Ah...ahhhhh...honey, it really...feels so good...honey, faster..."
I don't know if my moans were stimulating him, but it made his thrusts even deeper.
My husband became very proactive, changing from the missionary position to the side-back position, and then to
the cowgirl position. Even in the cowgirl position, it wasn't entirely my effort; you could say he
used his own strength for almost every thrust.
"Uh...uh...oh...wife, it feels so good inside you, so good..."
His penis remained very swollen inside me, especially when it was fully inserted, without any softening
sensation.
"Ah... um... honey, as long as you're comfortable..."
I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized that more than half an hour had passed since we started. Is this
what they call 'time flies when you're having fun'?
"Wife, I'm going to... I'm... coming... ah... ah..."
"Um...
" I could feel my husband's penis was taut and incredibly hot; I estimated this was close
to a male orgasm.
"Um um um um...
" A few seconds later, I heard my husband's muffled groan.
At the same time, I felt a warm sensation pressing against my vaginal opening, and the temperature was getting higher and
higher. We were still in the riding position, and even with the condom, I could
still feel the trembling sensation below as my husband climaxed.
Although I couldn't see what was happening below, I could see my husband's stomach heaving,
which clearly indicated that he had used a lot of force to ejaculate.
As journalists, we often need to read a lot to broaden our horizons. I once came across a book
about male orgasms. It described how, during a man's orgasm, some of the fluid remains in his urethra
, and that releasing it all would bring greater pleasure. The method, according to the book, was for the woman to continuously stroke his penis as he
ejaculated .
To help him ejaculate more completely, I followed the book's instructions and continued thrusting up and down, trying to suck out
the fluid from my husband's urethra. Sure enough, even though he had just stopped ejaculating, my actions allowed me to
feel him ejaculate again.
"Ah...wife, that was so good..."
my husband lay on the bed, breathing heavily with pleasure; he must have used up all his strength.
I wasn't having an easy time either; this "exercise" felt like running a thousand meters, but seeing my husband
's happiness made me happy as his wife, because I have always deeply loved him.
I didn't get up immediately, but instead placed my hands on his chest, letting his penis remain inside,
in the "hot spring" I had gushed out after two or three orgasms. He rested his head on his hands, happily
enjoying the process.
"Wife, I love you...
" "Husband, I love you too...
" Without letting his penis fall out, I lay on his chest and kissed him passionately,
savoring the lingering pleasure.
Several minutes later,
I pulled off the condom from his penis and found it was quite wet, forming a small ball at the base.
Because it had been warming inside my vagina, it was still slightly warm when I took it out.
I knew what this meant—my husband's fidelity. He hadn't
cheated which truly comforted me.

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