The s** became borinng
My wife was never very sexual. In the beginning I tried to work out what turned her on. I would aske her and we would try things. Slow and gentle and I had a lot of patience. Make sure the house is tidy, the washing up in the dishwasher any distraction taken care of.
She didn't like talking during s**. She didn't like me to touch her b****** and certainly not to suck on them. Whispering in her ear distracted her from focussing on getting aroused. Anything the least bit adventurous was not on. Sometimes she liked me to go in and then we would roll over with her on top but as she had such difficulty in o***** then we would roll back over and she would tell me to finish off.
Gradually s** became her duty. She never denied me. All I had to do was say I would like s** and we would do s**. But it was so cold and boring. She would go into our bedroom and pull back the blankets so the bed only had the bottom sheet. She would lay out a towel to catch any dribble. She would take off her pyjama pants but leave her top on as she did not like me to touch her b******. Then she would lie on her back legs apart, he hands by her side and her mouth open. I was allowed to kiss her and put my tonge in although she did not like it she knew I wanted to deep tongue kiss. She would have the lube on the bedside table. I would lube up and push in. I would kiss her and f*** her. It would be completely silent. A hang over from earlier in the marriage. If I did talk she would say "shh concentrate on enjoying yourself".
Then I would c**. After I pulled out we would wipe off the mess and lie beside each other. I would have to put a towel over me and between my legs like a diaper to stop any and c** getting on the sheets. Then I would pull the sheets and blankets over us and we would lie beside each other and within seconds she would be asleep.