Bored Housewife Adventures

My husband and I just celebrated our 15 year anniversary. We had been high school sweethearts and got married while he was still in college. His business acumen and drive for success led him up the ladder at the business he currently has been with since graduating college. In the early days, he had to work hard but he still had plenty of time for our marriage. We went on dates, vacations and had plenty of time to fuck our brains out. It seemed like every year with the company more responsibilities were put on my husband but they also usually came with more money and a new position as well. He wanted to provide for me as much as he could since his own family couldn’t provide for him. He sometimes gets so lost in his desire to provide monetarily that he sometimes has nothing to give outside of work.

The past ten years have been like that and sometimes I don’t see him for a few days as he gets back so late and leaves so early the next day. However, he always makes time for the important dates like birthdays, major holidays and our anniversary. The 14th year of our marriage had been a hard one for my husband as he was at work more often than at home. I made sure he always had dinner whether he took it with him or ate it before going to sleep. I made he always had clean clothes and the house was always in order just so he had nothing to worry about. It really doesn’t take too much time to keep a house tidy for two people and I had to be honest with him on one night that I was a little bored. I explained that I needed something to add to my life since I often found myself in a cycle that was constantly repeating itself.

He joked saying if we needed a muscular pool boy to rub oil on my back and I lightly punched his shoulder. I kissed him saying, “No honey. When I say I’m bored, I mean I was wanting some excitement.” He laughed and continued to eat as he took my words to heart to come up with something. I pondered myself what excitement I could be looking for and thought about it a lot as the months went by. On the day of our anniversary, I saw that my husband was indeed not home as I had hoped maybe he could just fuck my brains out all day. I had even went to bed in an old shirt of his from his college days with no panties in case he felt like taking a morning plunge in my pussy. I sighed and felt the urge to at least masturbate to get rid of my horniness from having been bottomless all night. I turn over again imagining he is there and catch sight of a note. I put down my toy and read the note that is my husbands hand writing.

Happy anniversary, my love! Fifteen years ago I was blessed to make you my wife for eternity and I heard you when you asked for excitement. I have something fun planned but first please open the gift under your pillow as I hope it makes up for lost time.

I saw that under my pillow was a sealed letter with my name. I carefully open it as I am curious what he could have gotten for me.