A Relationship Revitalised

As Susannah scurries off excitedly to explore your new property, you linger downstairs and check your ring. There are still 975 wishes left on the fucking thing. That's crazy! You think of everything that has happened already and wish you could wish the rest of them away. You have never considered yourself a greedy person and would be happy to settle for just the millions of pounds, giant mansion, top of the range sports car and a girlfriend who is sexually active again. At this point the rest of your wishes are just accidents waiting to happen. It only feels like a matter of time before some off hand comment gets absurdly misinterpreted and Susannah turns into a frog. Or, more likely with the way things have gone up until now, a horny lesbian vampire who is also a world famous porn actress.

As you think about your partner, you can hear her voice faintly but animatedly calling to you from upstairs.

"Hey, Rory, come and check out the shower in our en suite!"

You roll your eyes as you are now going to have to trudge up two flights of stairs to look at a bathroom fitting you will see before long anyway. Nonetheless, you decide it is best to humour her.

As you make your way towards the staircase you notice the trainers Susannah had been wearing are just lying discarded on the floor. That's unusual for her - she's normally so tediously neat about everything. Then you see a plain white sock on the floor a few feet further on, then another not far from it. As you begin to ascend the steps you find the t shirt she'd been wearing lying in a crumpled heap on one of them. Hang on - is your girlfriend doing something spontaneous and erotic here? You remember when she used to be full of sexy surprises, but had assumed those days were long gone.

Sure enough though, as you continue your journey you pass Susannah's belt, then her jeans, her bra and finally her panties, after which the trail of discarded clothing ends and you find your girlfriend waiting for you in the shower wearing nothing but a smile.

She has turned the water on and is standing directly under the sprayer so it drenches her hair and trickles down her naked body. She looks an absolute vision.

You aren't sure how you managed to forgot just how hot your own girlfriend is,. How much time have you wasted fantasising over other women when the perfect one was right there in front of you all along? One look at Susannah in this moment is all it takes for you to fall hopelessly in love with her again. That's not to mention the almost uncontrollable sensation of lust she is currently bringing out in you.

"Why don't you come in and see how amazing the flow feels? It's like warm rainfall dripping all over your body!"

You don't need asking twice and undress in record breaking time before stepping eagerly under the water so you can make soaking wet, passionate love to the woman who always meant everything to you. Or who should have, at least.

You attempt to run your hands over every single inch of Sisannah's toned, moistened, beautifully curvaceous body as if you have been just been granted access to it for the first time, and realise this feels even better than your earlier shower experience with both Freya and Lily combined. And yet, you were on the verge of letting the best thing you ever had slip away from you through a combination of laziness, complacency and neglect.

No wonder Susannah lost interest in you sexually over time. A woman like her could have practically any guy she wanted, and you have never possessed the kind of looks women are drawn to. Susannah had instead connected with you on an emotional level and her attraction had built from there to a point where, for a while, she became almost insatiable for you. At some stage though, you got so used to the amazing thing you had lucked into that you became almost bored of it You can't believe you have been living with a stunning woman in her sexual prime, who only needed to be shown a nominal amount of care and attention to be almost endlessly fuckable, and yet you have somehow logged more than three hundred hours on Slay the Spire in a failed attempt to reach Ascension twenty. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Now you are going to put things right, though. The only thing your wishes will be used for from now on will be making your life with Susannah even more perfect, and she is going to get to enjoy them every bit as much as you do - starting now.

Your dick has been inside your girlfriend for several minutes already and, with your new found staying power, you won't be letting up on the love making until you have brought Susannah to orgasm at least once. It is almost funny, in hindsight, how bitter you had become about your partner's lack of effort in bed over recent years when you consider the even worse deal she was getting from you.

At least you got to cum. Every time, without fail. You had long since given up even caring whether your partner did. There was no foreplay from you whatsoever, no attempt to warm Susannah up or turn her on before you entered her. She had effectively become no more than a repository for your bodily fluids when your dick let you know your balls needed draining. The more you think of it, the more you realise she really was doing you a favour letting you fuck her on your birthday.

But she isn't doing you any favours now. You have lifted her up against the wall, her legs wrapped around your torso, her fingernails digging into your shoulder blades, as you thrust your dick in and out of her pussy and she makes involuntary moaning noises you had been sure you would never hear coming out of her again for as long as you both lived. You are able to control your sexual functions now to such an extent that you eventually let go at the same time she does, climaxing in unison like you were in a movie. The only thing missing is fireworks going off in the background. Maybe you will wish for those next time.

A little later, as you lay together on your luxury four poster bed, still basking in a beautiful post coitus afterglow, you decide to bring Susannah in on your magical secret. You can't explain the ring to her, of course, but she doesn't need to know all the details, just the possibilities that have suddenly opened up for the two of you.

"From now on, everything is going to be perfect." you promise.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't really explain how, but I can make anything happen for us. Anything. The car and the house are just the start. I have a hundred and fifteen million quid in the bank as well, and can easily get more. You can quit your shitty job right now. You can do whatever you feel like for work, or nothing if that suits you better. I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately, but I promise from now on you are going to be made to feel like the princess you are every single day. You are going to get everything you want because that is exactly what you deserve."

"How are you doing this?"

It's a reasonable question, but not one you can really answer.

"You don't need to know, but I promise it's nothing bad or anything you should be worrying about. You just have to trust me on this one."

"I do"

Technically, Susannah currently has no choice but to believe everything you tell her, but you like to think she would have anyway in this instance. And you mean every word of it.

"I love you, Rory"

Susannah presses her naked body in close to yours and pulls your hand around her waist as she speaks those words. You can't remember the last time you heard them delivered in a way that sounded heartfelt and spontaneous rather than robotic and routine. It feels amazing, and this moment seems absolutely perfect. You already have everything you ever wanted and needed lying there in your arms, as well as hundreds of wishes you can use to spoil the woman you love with for years to come. You have reached your happy ending already. There is no need to do anything to complicate the beautiful dream you are already living in.

Your blissful train of thought is derailed as the doorbell rings.

That will be the two naked nymphomaniacs you've invited to live with you.