"Well baby, what I really love is the idea of someone sitting on me, and well, I don't know, treating me like a chair. But not like, you know, in a mean way, just like they don't even know I'm there." You say breathlessly. You'd tried to think of your best way to explain your rather specific fetish but only come up with what you said. Your wife smiles.
For a woman who was rather into some specific fetishes herself (your different colored speedos showed the truth of that), she seemed a bit shocked, as if you had surprised her. "That's rather specific honey, isn't it?"
Your tongue began to react, wanting to defend yourself, but she just smiled. "I don't mean it in a bad way. Well, I have my ideas baby. Just let me work on it." She said with a devious grin. She kissed you on your lips and went out to her workshop.
She'd always been handy with tools and whatever machines her carpenter father had created for her. While you were perusing STEM interests, she'd gone there specifically to get more art experience, having graduated and beginning to work in fine carpentry. You and Melissa had always made the joke that you were the white collar husband, her the blue collar wife, a thing everyone loved to point out; it was your inside joke. But neither of you judged the others job. She knew how to make damn fine wooden furniture, implements, all with **** skill. Your house was full of them, half of the furniture being from her, a colleague, or a commission that didn't pan out. Your job at a local research lab might've bought the house, but all her amazing artistry had turn it into a home.
***
You almost forget about the conversation for the next two weeks. Besides, you're seeing little of Melissa in those two weeks - that's partially why you've not forgotten the convo. Eventually, after your fifth attempt to see just what she was working on, she relented with a kiss on yours lips.
"Well baby, I designed something for you. Help me move it into the house, and we'll make your dream...." She opens the workshop door dramatically. "...a reality!"
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