It all started very innocently one night when we were sitting down and watching TV. We had gone out to dinner with friends the night before and we began to talk about events of from the dinner. Adrienne and Joe, our dining friends had been discussing the difficulty of dealing with their 18 year old son Ed. Ed was mildly retarded, and had needed extra attention his whole life. He functioned pretty well and could even drive a car, but he had always been a difficult child. The problem is that he was now tall and strong and they were having all kinds of problems with his behavior.
He was even getting aggressive and violent and had threatened both of them. Joe mentioned he was not even sure he could still control him.
I then brought up what a weird feeling and realization it was for me growing up to one day realize I was stronger than my dad…you always think of him as being the powerful one in the house, and one day I realized it was me.
That’s when Sharon surprised me….for the first time that night. She said that although my analogy was interesting it did not really apply since in our house I was never the strongest. I laughed of course, and said that was a nice idea if she wanted to believe that, but really there was no argument about it. That’s when she surprised me for the second time…and as you can tell it was only one of many interesting surprises that were to follow.
“Fine” Sharon said, “Let’s settle this later then when we go to bed. We can sort out once and for all who is in charge.” Laughingly I agreed and said “OK …if that’s what you really want…go for it” I did not give it much thought after that and assumed she had forgotten. Eventually our show finished, and as I messed around the kitchen for a few minutes Sharon went off to bed – or so I thought.
When I made it to the bedroom another surprise awaited me. Sharon had moved the bed to the side of the room and cleared a big space by moving some of the other furniture. She stood in the center of this space wearing a pair of high heels and a thong with her hands on her hips and said to me “So? You ready?”
“You’ve got to be joking I replied. I can’t believe you are serious about this. Firstly there is no doubt here about who would win, and secondly I don’t think you even know what you are doing. I mean who thinks about fighting in high heels…give me a break.”
“Oh don’t worry honey,” she replied with a voice dripping in sarcasm “I plan to show you lots of things tonight but wrestling around in high heels though is not one of them. However now that you mention my shoes and feet maybe if you are really well behaved I will let you kiss my newly pedicured feet and maybe even jack you off with them if you are very lucky.”
“Yea right” I sneered back maybe some other time when I allow you but tonight it is not going to happen. I am heading to bed.”
“What? You‘re chicken now? Worried I am going to show you up? Worried I am going to prove my point?” Sharon said.
“Not really” I answered “I don’t have to prove anything and be careful you don’t start something you regret. You know I have a long memory and I won’t let you forget this.”
“I am counting on it!” She replied. “Now strip down to your underwear and let’s get going!”
I had enough of her teasing, and interestingly was feeling strangely aroused excited at the same time. I figured that the worst that could happen was that we would roll around for a couple of minutes and then enjoy some good sex. Sharon certainly seemed in the mood tonight.