I started dating Emma our freshman year of college, and it was perfect. She was funny, incredibly smart, and frankly much hotter than the girls I dated in high school. Emma was studying to be a nurse; she preferred getting to work directly with patients in the hospitals. I was working on my degree in accounting; it may not have been glamorous, but it seemed like a good way for me to get a job after college.
Emma was a cute girl next door type, with long blonde hair and a full figure (her breasts seemed to defy gravity, especially for being D cups!) She was tall too, about 5'10". On the other hand, I looked like your typical college guy; short brown hair, about six feet tall, and I was in decent shape from my prior days on the swim team. When we started dating, we seemed to click together perfectly. We both loved the same types of music, the same movies, and we loved to cook together.
It was the first serious relationship for both of us, and after several weeks of dating, we decided we were ready to have sex for the first time. We were both virgins, but despite our nerves, everything went about as smoothly as expected. I was extremely anxious at first; I had fooled around with a few girls in high school, but I never managed to go all the way with them. Sadly, I had a sneaking suspicion why. You see, my biggest secret was that my penis was a little...underdeveloped. I had never worked up the nerve to measure myself, but just from watching porn I could tell I was much smaller than the guys in the videos. The girls I fooled around with in high school were willing to give me hand jobs, and even a blow job once, but they never seemed that interested in sex with me.
Emma was different however. My first time with Emma went fairly well (as well as my inexperienced self thought it could have.) She seemed to have a good time, and I even managed to get three minutes of thrusts in before it ended. Our relationship seemed better than ever, and after we graduated college, we decided to move in together. As we both found jobs, our lives became busier and more stressful, but we were still happy.
The only thing that began to change was our sex life. Emma and I both had fairly high sex drives at first, and we were having sex fairly often early in our relationship. As we settled into our relationship in the first few years, we began using vibrators during sex. Emma was unable to orgasm just from penetration, so using a vibrator during sex helped her get there. This seemed very kinky to me and was a ton of fun in college, but as we started our work lives, we were a bit more tired when we'd get home. We had to cook dinner, do the dishes, run errands, and just take care of our other chores, and by the end of it all we'd just want to lay in bed at the night without having to do too much exercise.
We tended to be so tired after work that we stopped having penetrative sex as often. Our sex life turned into us mostly laying next to each other in bed, helping each other get off. I'd use her vibrator on her, and she'd give me the most incredible handjobs. She got extremely good at jerking me off, to the point that she always seemed to know exactly when I'd cum, and even more, she eventually could command me to cum and my body would listen. "Cum for me, Jack." she'd say, and I would tense up and unload into her waiting hands or on her naked breasts. We both enjoyed this new normal, even though I probably wasn't getting to actually penetrate her as frequently as I used to.
One day was different, however. I came home like normal, and started getting our dinner together. Emma came home, and almost immediately she disappeared into her bedroom where I could hear her on her laptop. Not thinking too much of it, I continued cooking our dinner, and she came out just when it was time to eat.
That night however, we had jumped into bed after enjoying our night, and as I reached towards the nightstand to grab her vibrator, she stopped me. "Pull out your penis, Jack." Emma commanded me.
"Well you don't have to tell me twice!" I joked, and pulled down my underwear, exposing my flaccid dick.
"Hm."
"Hm? Hm what?" I asked. Emma was acting a little strange.
"I've never really noticed what you looked like when you were soft before. I just wanted to take it in before you started to get hard." I shrugged, and said "Well, I'm more of a grower you know."
"Oh I know, you're not much of a show-er at all!" Emma giggled. At that comment from her, my penis jumped and began to stiffen. Emma giggled again, and removed her shirt, exposing her perky breasts and helping my dick grow even more. "There you go!" She slipped off her panties as well. Once I was fully hard, she took it in her hand, but didn't stroke me yet. She just looked at it with a curious look on her face, and she seemed to be...sizing me up.
