I call out to my husband Brad:”Good Morning,time to get up for work, Im sorry,baby!” No reply from Brad! He rolls over out the bed ,opposite me, with a super hard on. I look and smile at my friend the wife tamer wanting to play with me. Brad says you can stop looking at My dick, Denise, until you take back those shoes i specifically told you not to get….( shaking his head)… and walks off.

I wanted those shoes so bad for Christmas, I had been talking about them for months, you know the nude Louies and he didn’t say a word as to we’ll see or anything.

I continue with my morning rush hour, getting our son dressed and off to the school bus. Damn 7:15, I yell Junior time for the bus. With his school lunch in hand about to run out to the bus. Brad re-appears showered, dress and ready for work. Brad: I’m going to warm up the cars, and hey My sister is going to get Junior from school today to go to some kids party. I ask Junior did you hear your father! Junior reply yes, I’ll look for Auntie after school, with a big smile on his face.”Bye Mom, dad, I love you!!!!
My mind goes back to Brad. Damn, he is already dress, and smelling good. I wanted some Daddy yum-yum this morning! FUCk!!!Brad fixes his coffee and watches the news.
I start to get myself dressed for work in the bedroom. Brad comes in the bedroom 10 mins later, I’m in my underwear, and he just kisses me good bye. I tell him I love you and he replies I love you too, have a good day. I rush to put on my clothes on, but not before rubbing me out one, but still I want some dick. Shit, not my fingers!!
All day long Yum-yum was on my mind, It was like that rub out did nothing for me. It was worse now. I see a coke bottle, my nipples get hard. I day dream about him fucking me on the couch. It was horrible. I told my co-worker I need my husband so bad. She replies with her smart ass saying just take the DAMN shoes back like he told you and get you some dick!! My reply: Bitch you make me sick!! She laughs LOL!! All day long no convo from Brad. Shit, he that mad.

So about 5pm, on my way home, I received a text from Brad: going out with the boys, I’ll be home late. Me thinking.. O ok mother fucker, so you just gone make me suffer the night too, no dick! Now I’m mad.
Ok after thinking hard and praying about what I did. I broke down and return the shoes to the store. Just call me a punk. I love my husband and his dick. His dick feels so good and big! Lort, (an I meant Lort)I tell him all the time, I think his mom stayed in the dick line too long. His kisses are so soft, this man loves his chap-stick. He lives by it. I love to hear Brad say he misses my pussy, this is his pussy! I’m his cum catcher! Damn I want his dick. Lord, how his dick make me feel..
I called my girl talked to her about the shoes and husband issue. Told her what I did, returning the shoes. Then I told her lets just go get some drinks. I can not stay at home horny like this anymore.