"Adam?" Suzie started the following day when we were in the kitchen. She was unloading the dishwasher, handing me items to put away. Any time she started with my name I knew it was a "serious" talk.
"Yeah babe?" I stepped up behind her, sliding my hand onto her bottom as she bent to reach the plates in the back. She rose and turned, handing me the short stack of plates, but not letting go so we were both holding them.
"That was really nice last night."
"Yeah, it really was," I replied, realizing the difference was that I'd been trying to figure a way for my buddy Larry to fuck her without her knowing it. I'd ended up doing something a bit unusual for us.
She looked serious, and I wasn't quite sure why. "Do you know what I thought was the best part?"
"You always like it when we fall asleep with me inside you?" I asked as much as stated.
"Yeah, I do. But that's..." she stumbled, rethinking her words and started again. "You know when I told you to turn, so I could suck you at the same time?"
"Yeah, of course." My mind panicked, the reason I'd told her no was that I knew if she got into a 69 with Adam, she'd know it wasn't me. I'd been trying to set a precedent that we could get away with.
"Don't get me wrong, I love sucking your cock, and I know you love when I do... but do you realize that's one of the only times you've ever gone down on me without me having to do the same to you?"
I didn't quite get it at first. Images of past blowjobs flitted through my brain. Driving on the freeway at night with Suzie lying in the seat sucking my cock. Suzie kneeling in front of me on the couch, sucking my cock. Hiking in the mountains, stopping and skinny dipping in a cold mountain stream, Suzie going down on me and then we fucked like rabbits. Our wedding night, Suzie going down on me, rolling her over and having her straddle my face in a 69. An amorous night at home, getting into a 69 on the living room floor... another 69 on the kitchen table.... It suddenly dawned on me what she was saying. Many was the time that I'd gone down on her, but usually we ended up with a 69, her sucking my cock at the same time. I immediately filed it away in the 'how to do better' department.
"The nice thing about last night was that
you
were doing that for
me,
without me having to do something for you at the same time." She was looking me right in the eyes, and I just nodded, acknowledging what she was saying. "I loved having you fuck me afterward, fingering me so I came a second time. You know I don't often cum when we do it from behind like that, but I so love having you inside me when we fall asleep. That's really nice."
I stood there; my ears having latched onto a few specific words. "You don't? You don't cum very often when we do it from behind?" She shook her head no, raising an eyebrow and a lip in that sad "you never noticed" look that any wife can give. She shook her head no.
"I love sex with you. I've never denied you, have I? But there are times where you've left me hanging. Usually if you don't finger me afterward..." She reached up and touched my cheek. "Last night... it was wonderful, fabulous, and made me realize. I love oral as much as you do. I
want
you to go down on me more often. I
need