FAIR WARNING: The photos in this post are most definitely NSFW. If you choose to read on, be aware that nekkid Feve ensues.
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I sent the following to my spouse before leaving for work yesterday:
When I got home that afternoon, he met me at the top of the stairs with soft lips, a hard cock, and – from the touchy-feely octopussing I experienced – approximately eight hands.
“Those were sexy pictures you sent, hon,” he said, attempting to maul my face with kisses.
Leaning in close, I gave him my best sultry look (I am forever forgetting to practice this expression in front of mirrors, so by ‘sultry look’, really I mean ‘I looked like I was half asleep and/or slightly drunk’), pitched my voice sweet and low, and asked…
“So… Did you clean the carpet?”
He looked slightly befuddled for a moment before answering. “Yes, of course.”
Backing away from him and running down the hall to the bathroom (gotta pee!), I could hear him muttering confusedly in my wake.
A moment later, standing in my bathroom doorway, he asked befuddledly, “But the pictures…?”
“Did you like them?”
“YES!” (This, accompanied by a goofy grin.)
“Good,” I said with a wink. “I decided to practice my powers of persuasion.”
There are a great many things I ask him to do.
Sometimes I even ask nicely. 😉