Then weeks before Valentine's Day, I started scoping a place for us to have dinner. I found an interesting restaurant to which we had never been before, and with my wife's approval, I made a reservation. Two days before Valentine's Day she mentioned that it would be neat to get different colored shoelaces for her new black Converse shoes, so I went online and ordered some. I knew it wouldn't arrive in time for the holiday, but it still seemed like a worthwhile gesture. The day before Valentine's Day I went to the grocery store to get the essential flowers and candy. She dropped a hint about liking tulips a few days ago, so that's what I got along with some Dove dark chocolate candies and two Toblerone bars which she always loves.
On Valentine's Day I was especially affectionate in the morning as we were getting ready for work. At work I sent her adoring text messages. Instead of going to lunch with my coworkers I went to get a haircut because she has been telling me I need one for quite some time. When I got home from work, I cleaned our cats' litter pan. That is one of my wife's household chores, but no one likes manipulating poo, so I did it for her. Then I went to the store and got wrapping paper to match the color of the tulips. I decided to make a card for her since it would mean more than a store-bought card and then I filled it with sweet and loving sentences.
When she arrived at home, I got dressed up for dinner and drove us to the restaurant. I usually can't eat an appetizer, entree and then dessert, but I packed it all down because that's what she wanted. When she said she was getting a headache, I went to the car to get her some pills. After we got home to open our presents, she was dismayed that I had bought her more gifts than she bought for me. I assured her it was OK. She said one of my presents was still in the mail, and I told her she had another one coming also. We opened our presents and smooched. During the day we both hinted at making love after dinner, but we were both tired and just went to sleep. I told her that was OK, too. It really was, because she has been keeping very happy recently.
The night before last I suggested we trade massages and we did. Afterward she wanted to have sex and hopped right onto me. It was fantastic. At one point she got a scarf and tied my hands to the headboard. She didn't tease me or make me submissive enough for it to really be worthwhile, but I still give her points for making it new and interesting. One day I will have to tie her up and show her how it's done.
Since we've been married there have been birthdays and anniversaries where I apathetically got her presents, only because it was expected of me and not out of love. But this Valentine's Day, it was so easy to show her love and devotion. For now I at least feel like I can be the caring husband that I truly want to be. I don't need to second guess my impulses and wonder, "If I do this for her, will she just take it for granted? Am I just setting myself up to feel even more neglected if I go out of my way to make her happy and she doesn't return the same effort?" It goes without saying, this is a very good place to be.
So last week I cancelled my secret subscriptions to Cinemax and that porn website. I haven't logged back into SecondLife at all this week. I haven't made any artwork recently outside of the Valentine's Day card, but I expect I will this weekend. I have had plenty opportunities to pleasure myself this week but I haven't taken them. As much as I enjoy the instant gratification of masturbating, I also like the idea that I am building up more and more sexual energy the longer I go without having an orgasm. I know that the next time I have sex with my wife I will be that much harder, and I will be hard for that much longer, and I will cum that much more, and I will cum that much farther. The resistance to temptation makes me feel powerful.
Plus, the added bonus of not masturbating for a while is the likelihood of having a sex dream. With my normal sexual habits, I never have dreams. Or if I do, I never remember them. But last night, even though my wife and I didn't have sex, we had some amazing sex in my dreams. It felt so real that when I woke up I was unsure if it had really happened or not. But then I realized we did things that we've never done before, and I was sure it had been a dream.
So what did my wife get me for Valentine's Day? She got a sexy red bra and panties that she is going to wear for me, and I seriously can't wait. She's made this work day torture.
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