The next two weeks were... well... weird wouldn't begin to describe it. We didn't have a repeat of that fateful day. Not even close. If I got even a little rough, Kelly would gently turn me down with a "I'm not in that kind of mood this time." She was nice. Not upset. We talked about it several times. But she never got back to that height. I asked her about anal and her response was equally categorical though totally polite.
I'd pretty much chalked it up to a one time thing until the most casual of events changed things. A routine update on my phone. We were laying in bed having just finished the last episode of some stupid Netflix movie. It was just sexy enough that I thought it might kickstart some bedtime fun. But just dull enough that it nearly put both of us to sleep. A real mixed bag. I grabbed my phone and sighed, "Stupid updates. Seems like there's one every other week," I muttered. I hit the 'update now' button and suddenly the screen flashed and went black. When the little blue icon popped up and said, 'now updating, this will only take a minute,' I flipped the phone towards my wife and said, "Five bucks says it's longer than a minute."
She smirked and flicked her eyes over to look at the screen. And suddenly, her face changed. I saw it almost instantly. "Kelly?"
"It's all swirly again," she said with sadness in her voice.
"The phone?" I asked in concern.
"No," she said, still staring. "Him," she said, pointing to the little blue animated figure promising a short update that had already taken longer than a minute.
"It's solid blue," I said. She hadn't mentioned anything else being swirly in the last two weeks but now it seemed to be back.
"No... it's not," she said. She was frowning as she managed to tear her eyes away from the screen. I braced for some angry screaming but instead she just said, "It's not blue... it's all swirly again, Max. I'm broken again."
"What? No, you're not," I said, sitting up and looking at her. "Is anything else swirly in the room? Am I?"
"No... everything's fine. But it must be wearing off... God this sucks," she said, flailing her arms. But she didn't seem angry. Just dejected.
"I know, babe," I said. "We'll make an appointment to go see the Doctor, okay?"
She sniffed and nodded, "Will you hold me, Max?"
"Of course," I said and she snuggled into my arms.
"I just feel so useless, Max."
"Because you occasionally see some swirling colors?" I said with a laugh.
"It's just... you take such good care of me and I'm such a nuisance with this. I know I'm more trouble than I'm worth," she said. She sounded almost despondent and it broke my heart.
"You're not useless and you're definitely not a nuisance or trouble. Where are these ideas coming from, babe?"
She looked up at me as I hovered over her, "It's nice of you to say that," then a tiny little smile creeped across her face, "I know of one thing I'm useful at," she said.
I laughed, "There's lots of ways you're useful to me honey. Sex isn't even in the top 10." I was trying to be chivalrous. To avoid suggesting that I'd married her only for sex. Apparently it was the wrong thing to say because her face changed to an utterly crestfallen expression.
"So I'm not even useful at sex? Fucking my useless cunt isn't even enjoyable to you?"
"What? Of course not, babe. Of course it is. You know it is." I felt like I was floundering. Like her mood had suddenly shifted in such a perplexing way that I had no idea how to respond.
She sniffed a little and then looked up at me, "I know what you'd like. I've been a bad wife. I haven't given you that tight hole you've been looking for... do you want it, Max? Would fucking my virgin ass make me useful?"
God help me, but in spite of myself, my cock was hard as a rock. "What?"
She looked at me with some renewed energy, sitting up now and staring at me with the intensity dialed up a few notches, "It would, wouldn't it? Then do it, Max? Fuck my little virgin ass. I want to be useful. I want you to use me like you deserve. Please? Please, Max."
"Uhh... we need some lube," I said, looking around.
"No you don't. You can hurt me. It's okay," she said. "Don't worry about me. You can just bend me over and rape my holes, Max."
The words were so harsh and sad. Spoken with defeat. "What are you talking about, baby? I would never do that to you. Let me find some lube so that it's good for you, okay. I don't want to hurt you," I said. I got up and went to the bathroom, opening the drawer and grabbing what I was looking for.
"You're too good to me, lover. Better than I deserve," she said. She was already on her knees, ass high in the air with her fingers spreading her ass cheeks for me in preparation. "Do what you want. Fuck my ass hard and brutal. Do it slow. You do whatever you want, please. Use me. Make me useful. Fuck my worthless holes so that I can finally be good for something," she said, the words tumbling out of her mouth.
"You sure you want this?" I said.
"I want you to have everything you ever wanted, Max. I'm a horrible, worthless, dumb fucking cunt for keeping this from you. Just fucking take it... please?"
I wasn't going to ask again. My own lust was boiling over. Kelly's perfect little bubble butt had always been an enticement for me. I'd only ever had one experience with anal before and I'd loved it. We'd only done it once though and no other girl had been willing. Remembering the lessons from my first time, I applied a copious amount of lube to my cock and then started working some into her ass with my fingers. First one and then a second. Kelly started sobbing quietly, "What's wrong?" I asked in concern.
