Hi honey!
have you, honey?
Listen – if that’s what makes you feel sexy, it’s fine with
me, OK? But I just need you to wash the trainers
out each time you do it, before I use them again, that’s all.
I run every day, so I guess they’ll get stinky again pretty quickly, won’t they?
Oh – hey! I just had
a brilliant idea. Why don’t we keep an
old pair of my trainers for you to come in?
You could sniff the pair I’m using as much as you like, but then when you jerk off you’d do it into one of the old ones. Then I
wouldn’t have to worry about finding my new trainers all sticky!
Yeah? That works?
Oh – if I force you, huh? Honey, you’re really pretty kinky aren’t you! Sure – I can force you. I’ll tie your hands behind your back and force your face down onto my stinky trainers with my foot – how about that?
Yeah – I thought you’d like that. Or I could tie you to the bed and leave one over your face all night. Yeah, you betta believe it. All night, honey. Not in my bed, obviously. I’m not sleeping with a smelly old trainer in the bed. But I can put you in the guest bedroom.
I mean, it’s not like our sex life was great anyway and – oh, I’m not
blaming you, honey! It’s not your fault
you’re so small. But I think we’ll both
be happier if you don’t have to try to please me in bed any more. I was thinking anyway of telling you not to bother – I mean, it just makes you all embarrassed and ashamed, and it does nothing for me so –
Hmm? No honey, that’s
just Mario talking. I’m at the
hairdressers.
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Not these, honey. These are mine, OK? |
Mario wouldn’t say a thing.
Hairdressers know how to keep secrets – don’t you Mario? Anyway, I told him weeks ago about our wedding
night, so he already knows half the story.
Oh – hang on! Before you hang off, my old trainers are in the closet by the kitchen door, OK? Those are what you use for playing with yourself, honey, not the new ones! I mean it!
That’s right. OK, honey, have a good time. I’ll be back quite late – maybe not until nine or so. I’m having some complicated hair treatments today. I expect you’ll find something to amuse yourself with until I’m back. Won’t you?