Go downstairs and make dinner

"Go downstairs and get dinner on."

"Pardon?"

"You heard me. Go downstairs and make something for dinner."

"But I thought -"

"What? You could just stand there like a lump and watch me take this big cock? I don't think so. Next time, maybe."

You sigh and go to put some pants on.

"Nope. No clothes tonight. Come and get me when dinner is ready."

You turn around and walk to the door. Wow. You can't believe your wife is doing this to you. However, you feel compelled to follow her instructions. Tiptoeing downstairs, you stealthily sidle up to the windows and close the blinds. Walking around naked under her instruction is arousing you, but there's still no activity down there.

Dinner is easy to make though you take extra care to make it special. You figure that serving your wife a nice meal might get you back on her good side. You serve it up at the table, lighting a couple of candles and opening a nice bottle of white wine. You walk back upstairs to tell your wife dinner is ready. As you get closer to the closed door you can hear your wife moaning loudly, and something else you can't quite decipher.