A Long Evening

Last night, my husband & I were both in the mood to make love. It had been a while; my husband was always shy in the bedroom department, and it took courage for him to make a move, even knowing that I was always hot and bothered and always, always, wanting him.

My husband Mic began by half-heartedly kissing me, and since I was wearing a nightgown but no underwear, fingering me. I hate being fingered right away, unless I was already very hot and bothered. He quickly realized my displeasure and pushed up my nightgown enough to suck and bite my nipples. At some point while this was going on, I realized he had taken off his clothes and my nightgown had somehow disappeared! I guess I didn't mind being fingered right away as much as I thought.

Since it had been a while, all Mic really accomplished was biting my breasts. I like a little pain mixed with my love-making and don't mind biting at all, but all he did was bite, and all he did was chew, chew, chew. I was quickly getting frustrated, but horny enough that I really wanted him to continue. I tried to let him know that the biting was not a turn on for me, but he wasn't getting the hint. I finally had to tell him, which of course ruined the mood. I apologized profusely and told him to keep playing with me, but to try to lay off the chewing for a bit. He laughed guiltily and half-heartedly groped me and played with me, but his mind was definitely elsewhere, and so was mine.

Mic finally stopped, knowing that neither of us was getting anything out of the situation. We ended up talking for quite a while, before we tried to make love again. Mic was still very distracted and wasn't even trying to make me happy, and it was obvious his mind wasn't on the action, either. I tried all of my little tricks to help him relax and enjoy himself, but nothing was really working.