After our last wild (for us) night that I detailed in my previous post, which occurred on a Friday, I tried to tactfully suggest we go again on Sunday night, because the only thing about great sex is that it just makes you crave more of it! But the wife's response was "Oh no, I would have to work up to that!" meaning she needed a rest before enduring THAT again.... I didn't know whether to be proud that I wore her out, or depressed that she found it so tiring to be intimate with me. The thing about Edex is that it is so expensive (with my crappy health insurance, it costs $205 for 4 doses) along with he fact that when you have ED it just... feels... so... damn'...GOOD to be rock hard again that you want to take advantage of its effects while they last, both of which led to the amazing two-fer of that Friday.
The aftermath of that night led to another short dry spell of two weeks, although on that second Friday when we usually get busy, we were lying in bed when The Little Woman began playing with my equipment and brought it to Chubby Status, which is about the best I can achieve without the help of chemistry. She started diddling her fingers along the underside of my shaft, and bore in on that sensitive part about two inches down from the head, and she did it so intensely that I soon exploded all over myself. She chuckled, apparently taking a kind of weird (to me) satisfaction in the copious result of her handiwork. I was much appreciative and we were both tired, so we went to sleep without doing the do. Then again on the next Monday she tried the same thing again, but then began some oral techniques which put me into orbit, although again she switched to manual mode at the last so she could observe the results. I was again amazed and delighted, but I was beginning to get the impression that by doing these things she was attempting to keep The Monster at bay, and to be honest, she was succeeding, really!
Then it came to be Friday again, and after a sumptuous meal and quite a bit of wine, She said rather unceremoniously "Let's go to bed, and bring your stuff." Wow! With trembling hands I hurriedly readied the dose and injected it. As I've said before, Edex takes a while to work, but it seemed that as we fooled around I was throbbing with anticipation in no time, but ever the dutiful lover, I kept on with the preliminaries until suddenly she pushed me onto my back and mounted me. She rode me furiously for less than a minute before she did her little "Unngh!" thing, which is usually my cue to let go, but it had been so long and I was so IN THE ZONE, that stable plateau period where it feels so good you don't want it to end, that I couldn't seem to get out of it. Now, my sexual performance has varied widely since even back before ED was a problem for me, but I've noticed and read about how it sometimes becomes more difficult to climax as you get older. That, however, did not seem to be the problem this time: it was just so...damn'... GOOD that I didn't want to stop, and eventually She began to get tired. I offered to assume top position, but she acted as if she didn't hear me, actually getting kind of angry, chanting "Come on!" as she thrust back and forth. She finally seemed to make a supreme "I'll show YOU!" effort, and thrusted so hard and so rapidly it drove me off the plateau and into the abyss. Orgasms in real life seldom approach earth-shaking for me, but by golly this one had me shaking for what seemed like an outrageous amount of time. I was spent!
Always the passive-aggressive one, she said "I'm sorry I didn't excite you enough to come right away..." to which I replied "ARE YOU KIDDING ME???" along with some superlatives about her beauty and her performance, all of which were true, mind you. That honest adoration on my part seemed to take the edge off her, somewhat, and when she lifted off me and I was drenched by a deluge of our combined juices, she again let out that weird little chuckle of satisfaction and it seemed that all was right with the World. We cleaned up (it took me a LOT longer than it did her) and then came back to bed, but when I got there she was already fast asleep. Looking at her lying there brought my Little Big Man almost all the way back to attention, but after playing around with it a bit I found that I was too tired to make the effort to work it through to completion. I was hit by a thunderbolt of amazement that I, too, would have to "work up to doing that again"! Sheesh!
