Missed opportunity

I was off yesterday, so I had the opportunity to sleep a little past 5 for a change. The wife got up first around 5:30 and headed to the shower. By the time she was done in the bathroom, I was finally starting to wake up some. I woke up with some serious morning wood going on. I figured I'd wave my flag and see what it would get me. I was laying on my side, so I stuck a leg out of the covers and pulled them off as I rolled to my back and stood straight in the air.  It took her about twenty seconds before she turned my way. She was a little shocked by the sounds of it. She said "oh my god" as came over to me and said "you better put that away", then walked away and continued getting dressed. Fuck, denied again. 

I knew there was a chance there would be no sex since she just got her period, but come on, I couldn't at least get a fucking blowjob? 

Then later that evening she brought it up again, just saying that it was a damn impressive sight to turn to and she was quite turned on by it. Really? I find that hard to believe since she just turned and walked away from me. 

Not I

She called me a prude. Of all fucking people for that to come from, I never expected it from my wife.

We were out to dinner with about 10 other friends Saturday night and the drinks were making the rounds frequently. My wife who is more of a social drinker had just enough in her to make her a bit boisterous and her volume was creeping up. Someone at the table just had to bring up the 50 Shades of Grey books, and she was on point immediately. She, who liked the books, just started reading The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty. I have read it, and the other two books in the trilogy, in the past, maybe about 10 years ago, so I know the subject matter. Not to mention, as you all may know, I'm pretty well read and know a thing or two about BDSM play. What I didn't agree with was a large section of the restaurant knowing about what the book was about. She jumped right in, "50 Shades is nothing, you should read Claiming Beauty", she says. "By the third page, oh my god", she continues.  I didn't say anything to her at dinner, or ask her to quiet down, I was curious how far she was going to take it. It seemed the conversation on the subject died down within a few minutes, after some of the ladies took note of the book title from my wife of course.

Nothing more was said about it until later that night, when on the ride home, my wife brought it up. I told her that I was just curious how far she was going to take it and that I didn't think the subject was fitting for that kind of restaurant. She suddenly got very defensive towards me, and said I didn't trust her. I told her if I didn't trust her, I would have said something when she was speaking up at dinner. That was when she said I was a prude. I sat there in silence, just driving, dumbfounded. We pulled into the garage a few minutes later, still in silence as we went in the house to check on the sitter, our niece. I then had to take her home while my wife went to bed.

Me, a fucking prude, you have no idea the thoughts that swirl in my mind, the constant eddies and currents of sexual visions and energies lying just below the surface. You have barely scratched that surface of what I'm capable of. You have no idea of the erotica I've written over the last few years, of a faithful following of like minded individuals on Blog, or of the sexy Tumblr page I keep. You have never even wanted to see this side of me because it scares you. You are the prude, not I. You are the one that says "that's never going to happen" whenever I bring up something on my sexual bucket list. Whatever your anger or aggravation at me, don't confuse that declaration, when it surely belongs tattooed to you.

A prude I'm not, far, far, from it....

Since I know how low to go
I wont let it show
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go
And now I stand, and I peel for more.
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go

Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse

Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse

You're always talking back to me
You won't let it be, won't you touch me touch me
It never bothered you before
Now I stand and I peel for more, wont you touch me touch me, i wont let it go

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse

Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse

Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands

I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
One to abuse

Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah