This is just 750 words on the subject of a wife's first big one.
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He watched his wife as she approached him and could not help but admire her outfit. It was stylish, if that's the word, and she made it look good. She had that excited, mischievous look on her face that he knew well.
She walked up to him with a playful bounce in her step like a teenage girl. She was breathless to the point of being giddy and incapable of containing her excitement. "Oh gawd, I've never experienced anything like that before in my life! It had to be 10 inches at least!"
He looked at her with a mixture of admiration and skepticism. "I find that hard to believe. You know women exaggerate these things."
She flashed her husband a momentary look of displeasure and said, "I'm sorry, dear, but it was my first big one and I just had to have it!"
"I hope you aren't planning to make a habit of it."
She smiled and he knew that look meant she was thinking about it. "It was so much fun; I want to go back! Please! I want another! I promise you won't regret it. Let me have another and I'll make you so happy at home tonight!"
What could he say? He never denied her anything, but he was starting to wonder if he'd made the right decision. He knew that look and this was going to become a habit with her. No, not a habit, it would be an obsession. She was going to come back here again and again in search of a really big one and there wasn't anything he could do about it. She was hooked on the big ones now and she would be searching for her next one from here on.
She demurred, "Okay, you're right, maybe it wasn't 10 inches, but I have to admit it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Did you see the color of it? And the head on it was so amazing; it was unlike anything I've ever seen before. When I pulled it close, it stared at me and jumped in my hands!"
"It's how you held it."
"I know, but I'm just getting started. This was my first time!