Despite her suggestive behavior tonight, Brad was determined to hold out. He wasn’t going to compete with her new lover. Any sexual activity between them would leave her disappointed. He was sure of it. After watched her wild reaction to the ass hole’s cock, he knew she never behaved like that. Over the past month he simply forced himself not to respond to her. If she made a suggestive comment he simply acted like he didn’t hear her. In bed he kept as much distance as possible between them and pretended to go right to sleep.
Realistically he knew he couldn’t keep ignoring her. They had always enjoyed an infrequent, although decent sex life. He used to think so. But after watching her going wild on the video, he totally lost confidence that he could satisfy her. Sure, she’d pretend to love his cock and probably would fake an orgasm. But it was all a lie. He didn’t want to be in unfavorable situation trying to give her what he knew she wants, and he couldn’t provide. She never came as violently with him as she did with Pittford. He knew she never would.
Next to him Marie sighed and said, “I just thought you might…ya know…want to go to bed a little early tonight.”
“Are you tired?”
“No silly.” She giggled, playfully slapping his arm. “I’m not. I mean, do you want to, you know…go to bed now…and maybe…you know…”
Yeah, he knew.
Brad could feel himself starting to sweat. His cock was stirring and he could feel his face getting red. He knew she was watching him, wondering why he wasn’t acting normally, responding favorably to her obvious offer for sex.
“Maybe in a while.” He finally replied in an even tone. “Go on up honey. I want to watch this show for a bit longer.”
She snorted with disappointment.
He could feel her warmth pressing against him. The smell her hair blonde hair and the spicy scent of her perfume was intoxicating. He knew what she had to offer and couldn’t forget how delightful she was in bed. His poor cock, which hadn’t had any action, was getting hard. He tried to ignore his longing, and didn’t look at her face so he couldn’t see her confused expression. He wished he could switch off his desire for her. But after so long loving her it was impossible.
She turned her attention back to the TV, confused by his reluctance. Her ego was a bit stung by his rejection.
Brad thought to himself, let her feel rejected for once.
The show hadn’t yet finished when Marie let out a long yawn. She stretched her arms over her head, purposely allowing her shirt to pull tight against her breasts. It was a gesture designed to get him to notice her erect nipples poking out. Tonight he just kept staring at the TV.
When he didn’t react to her suggestive stretching Marie sighed, “Oh well, I’m a little tired honey. I guess I’m turning in now. You want to come up?”
It was a blatant offer he hadn’t heard in years.
“I’ll be up soon.” He replied indifferently.
“Oh. Okay. Just wake me when you come up.” She said adding. “I probably won’t be asleep right away.”
“All right. See you soon.”