The next morning, as Sarah starts to really start showing the effects

The rest of their Friday evening passed them by without incident. Tom couldn't pick out a single sign in his wife's behavior that hinted at a wish even having been granted, and they had sex that night that was just as fun and enjoyable as it had been every time that week.

The sex had been so plentiful lately, Tom later thought, that it gave him the first sex dream he'd had in ages. Nothing relating to being cucked, either, but a hazy recollection of Sarah and himself on a vacation, somewhere tropical, and fucking on the beach. Which would be awful in practice, he thought with a smile as he woke up, I'm not exactly eager to get sand all over my dick.

Speaking of that particular organ, it was quite rigid and ready, demanding attention after the false excitement of the dreaming world. It was definitely not his first morning wood recently, and he reacted the way he had every other time, snuggling up to his wife and rubbing it against her, teasing her with something fun to start the day. Even when they didn't really have the time to indulge in it, the tease was a friendly, fun reminder of their active sex life.

"Ugh," Sarah groaned, sounding annoyed, the second his cock brushed up against her ass. Not only had he never gotten such a strong negative reaction from this before, but it came so quickly. She hadn't had to **** that, it was her genuine first reaction, coupled with a sudden scooting away from him.

Heart starting to race as he realized this was the wish taking effect, Tom's mouth felt dry as he struggled to think of what to say next. "You don't...want to do a repeat of last night?" he asked, trying to sound disappointed but hopeful, rather than eager for what was to come.

At his question, Sarah got out of bed, turning to look down at him while still naked, raising a gorgeous eyebrow. "Tom, I'd need to be pretty **** to need more of that. I'm fine starting the day without, thanks." Then, her eyes lit up with a mischievous spark, and she added, "That said, if you really have to do something about your little boner, you can jerk off to me getting dressed, I guess."

There was something mocking about how she said it, how her lips curled in a smile, that was immediately driving Tom insane. Hand immediately moving to his cock, and not even trying to hide that he was touching himself under the covers, he nodded at her. "Y-yeah, that sounds...amazing, I'll do that instead."

Rolling her eyes, Sarah walked over to her dresser, opening drawers and trying to pick out an outfit. Doing so gave him a wonderful view on her ass, and she seemed to notice how much he was enjoying it when she suddenly turned to look at him, looking annoyed. "I'm starting to regret suggesting that. If you're going to jerk off to me, can you do it more quietly? I'd like to pretend, if just for a few minutes, that my husband isn't an insatiable horndog who isn't worth the effort." The moment the words left her mouth, Tom could see her eyes widen, as she realized how harsh they were. She started to apologize...then stopped as she saw how much Tom was loving it.

So instead, she covered her breasts with her arm, and when she turned around she covered her ass until she put on panties, making the show harder for him. It was seeing her do that, seeing his wife who he loved so dearly trying to make it harder for him to look at her naked form, that finally pushed Tom over the edge, cumming into the comforter.

As he tried to relax in his afterglow, he barely noticed a fully dressed Sarah come up to him, looking disappointed. "Really, Tom? You couldn't even grab a tissue or something? There's a whole box on the bedside table." She sighed. "But of course, you're too lazy to stretch your arm and grab one. What a surprise. If you need me, and I hope you won't, I'll be making myself a light breakfast to start the day." Then she left the room, as Tom contemplated just how much he was loving this wish, and what that might say about him.