Sue Cannot Say No To Sex

"The basic principle is simple," Sue Storm said, as Mae sat there expectantly. "I can't say no to sex."

Mae raised one perfect eyebrow. There was a lot unsaid with that eyebrow.

"I don't mean I have to just stop what I'm doing and let him put it in me," Sue said, with more heat and defensiveness than she intended. "I mean that instead of an outright dismissal, we have to discuss it. What we want and when and how and why. The idea was never—it was never about sexual domination or marital rights or anything sexist. It was about the two of us communicating and finding an equitable arrangement. Like, maybe I was on my period, but I could suck him off or something."

"I see," Mae said. "And how has that worked out in practice?"

"Early on in our marriage, when I was—well, we were trying to get pregnant. Reed can be very negligent, when he gets busy with his research. And the same clause applies to him, too. So sometimes I'd ask him to make love to me, and maybe he didn't feel like it at that moment, but he couldn't say no, and so maybe he'd ask me to suck him off a little first, or if I could give him an invisible handjob—I had my powers by then—or stimulate his prostate. Things like that."

"That was early on," Mae noted. "What about now?"

"Well, after Valeria was born, Reed sort of...he didn't lose interest, but he wouldn't insist on it," Sue said, with a sigh. "And it feels so much like begging, sometimes, to get him into bed. Like, he won't say no, but sometimes he'll just ask me to suck his cock for twenty minutes while he'd finishing calibration on some device, and do you know what it feels like to slurp on your husband's cock for twenty minutes straight and he's still not hard?"

"I really don't," Mae said. "But from the sound of it, the point of the contract was for the both of you to not cut off each other's sexual possibilities. So have you considered taking that...further?"

Sue blinked.

"Like what?"

"Oh—asking him to spank you," Mae said. "Or making him cum without using his hands or sticking it in. Inviting a third into the marriage bed. Roleplay. Anal. Just because you don't want to get pregnant doesn't mean that your sex life has to end. Far from it. From the sound of things, both of you could benefit from a more active and varied sexual experience."

"It still feels like begging," Sue said.

"It isn't begging at all," Mae insisted. Her smile was like the cat about to get the cream. "You gave birth to two children. Reed Richards owes you an orgasm on demand. And barring that, at least the satisfaction of watching him suck his own dick."

The heroine's eyes widened.

"I guess...I never thought about it that way," Sue said, as her imagination suddenly went off in new, bold directions.

"Tell you what," Mae said. "You want the photos. That's fine. I'll give them to you now. But I want something in exchange. I want you to get Reed to do something sexual with you he's never done before. And I want evidence. You do that, and I'll give you the negatives and all legal rights."