This is for all of you macho he-men out there who are living a lie. You know who you are; god knows I was one also. You bluster about doing your so-called manly things when deep down what you'd prefer would be worshiping your wife. You know who you are but you're afraid to admit it.
Does it make you hard to think about being on your knees painting your wife's toenails while she enjoys a glass of chardonnay as she looks through Cosmo. Come on you know it does, you just don't want to lose all that control you have in the household. There's your first problem, you only think you're in control and that's only because your wife lets you think it. Do you realize you're not having the sexual thrill of orally pleasing your wife as she relaxes in front of the TV just because you want to save face? Really is it worth it, I'm just asking.
If I was to ask you, which you rather do, go play a round of golf with the buddies, or take your wife shopping, waiting while she tries on clothes enduring the humiliation of holding her purse. Oh, I know what you'll say but do you mean it? I hate to go shopping with my wife, she needs to look at every dress or bra or panties or whatever she shopping for. Shopping for lingerie is torture, all those sexy things everywhere you look but if you look, you feel like a pervert. Well you can believe me, once your wife knows she owns you there can be more pleasure in a shopping trip than you can believe. Once you admit how much humiliation can turn you on there's no limit to the excitement your wife can give you. My wife and goddess will pick up a pair of panties, ask me how I like them, and then rub them on my face to show how soft they are. It is so erotic and embarrassing at the same time but it never fails if the saleslady sees it, they always have a knowing look on their face. I just don't understand why there aren't any tell all books coming from the lingerie sales force.