"Mmmmm...um...cream-pie?"
"What?" I said, my heart suddenly stopped.
"Do you want the cream-pie?" she repeated, her eyes scanning the dessert menu.
"Oh, uhh...yeah sure. Chocolate?"
"Or banana. Let's share, I think two is too many."
"Yeah, we can share one." I turned to the waitress, ordered the chocolate pie with two black coffee's. For a moment, I thought 'oh man, I left a document open on my laptop. How will I ever explain that I have been reading stories, and writing stories about cream-pies.
I've never actually done it, like most guys I think about it, fantasize about it. I've im'd on Literotica with a few guys who have done it, but not me, not yet, anyway. Someday maybe when we are in a place where I will not feel judged or that if she says, "no thanks, that's disgusting, why would you want to do that?" I won't cringe and want to hide in a hole.
It is the ultimate dirty thing to do. but she has to be very open. Jessie is open, but I have been so straight with her, so conservative, I don't want to loose what we have.
A year later, about 7 mos. after the birth of our daughter, she was nursing and we were back to having sex again at least twice a week. She became more sexual by this time, and though she didn't initiate sex with me but she was more receptive.
