A Grateful Wife

I turned the oven off. The pasta bake was finished.

My two children were curled up in front of the TV in their onesies after their swimming lessons after school.

I had spent the day cleaning the house and doing chores. I take pride in how clean the house is.

I am a househusband or stay-at-home dad, whatever term you prefer. It’s not an easy job and sometimes a lonely one. Friends are often hard to find. I spend most of my time on my own. Stay-at-home mums don’t like to mix with stay-at-home dads, so I never get invited to the coffee shop in the mornings. Then there is the stigma. Other men look down on me when I say I’m a stay-at-home dad.

I became a stay-at-home dad after I got laid off. As my wife, Andrea earned more than me, we did the maths and decided that I would stay at home full-time and help the children with their schoolwork. It also meant I could work on my passion, writing.

Without having to worry about rushing home to pick up the children or taking them to activities, Andrea was able to give her career her complete focus. A well-deserved promotion meant we stopped missing my salary.

Andrea was pissed. Her boss had upset her, and she called me on her lunch break to vent. ‘A misogynistic pig’ were the words she used. I listened, empathised and gave advice.

When Andrea arrived home, she looked tired.

She kissed and embraced me, “The advice you gave me worked.”

She then kissed our children who adjusted their position to see the TV around their mother. Do we have children or zombies?

“Sara, Jake, can you watch TV for a bit? I need to talk to Daddy alone for a little bit,” she didn’t even get a reply.

Andrea took my hand and led me upstairs.

Once in our bedroom, she pushed me against the wall and forcefully kissed me. Her hand delved into my sweatpants to take hold of my cock which hardened immediately.

Without losing eye contact, she slowly fell to her knees and pulled down my sweatpants and underwear in one.

My cock sprang free.

“It’s all I’ve been thinking about all afternoon,” she told me gently stroking it.

Her mouth opened and she hungrily took me into her mouth.

I gasped feeling the warmth and moist bliss of Andrea’s mouth. Since I became a stay-at-home dad, the number of blow jobs Andrea gave me exploded and her cock sucking skills became mind-blowing.

“I love your cock!” she breathed over it as she nuzzled balls before licking from base to tip.

“I could only moan in response. A moan was what she wanted to hear.

Her lovemaking to my cock didn’t stop.

My wife’s tongue swirled around my sensitive head. She took me deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Taking my whole cock into her mouth, she took my hands and put them on the back of her head. Her nose was buried in my pubic hair.

“Christ!” I moaned quietly before she pushed back and released me, gasping for breath. A long, hanging trail of saliva maintained the connection between cock and mouth.

With a sultry smile, she plunged her mouth over my cock again. Her hands made faster and faster corkscrewing motions while her mouth worked harder on my head.

My legs felt weak. Her worshipping of my cock didn’t stop.

I could feel myself build. I didn’t tell Andrea I was about to cum. She would have been insulted if I did.

I grimaced and pressed my lips together to suppress the sound from my mouth. My hips pushed forward sending my cock deep into Andrea’s throat and my cock began to pump cum into her mouth.

My wife’s lips clamped onto cock so as not to lose a drop of my cum. She drank every last drop.

Her lips lick me clean before standing.

“I love you,” she told me with a passionate kiss.

She helped me to the bed with a smile. I was still in an orgasmic bliss.

“Thank you,” I told her breathlessly.

“I wanted to show you how grateful I am for giving up your career for me,” she said resting her head on my shoulder. “I know it isn’t always easy for you as a stay-at-home dad.”

“Doing that helps,” I tell her. “I do worry sometimes that I’m not man enough for you,” I confess.

“Are you serious? I’m the one who worries. I love you more since you stayed at home. The children are doing better at school than ever. The house is always clean when I get home no matter what mess the children make. I’ve never eaten better, and you always make me lunch in the morning. The ladies at work are so jealous. You’re a catch! I worry that a stay-at-home mum will try and have her way with you. I’ve seen how they look at you. You’re the best thing to happen to me and you have the most amazing and delicious cock. I’m more than happy to suck it every day!”

She then smiles at me, “What’s for dinner? It smells incredible.”

“Your favourite.”