Weekly Review at 1:20 PM

"I want you to ruin an orgasm."

My gut reaction was, What? Why? but I'm fairly certain I managed not to say that.

She had been very playful all day, teasing me and playing with my nipples. For my part I'd made it a pretty good day, I was finally feeling good and made a valiant effort at making it a day about her. This was just after my review and right before I was expecting to go to bed.

I went into the bathroom and fetched a towel and some lube, somewhat self conscious (I still have a hard time masturbating in front of her, standing at the side of the bed. For years I masturbated in private sitting down and it takes me a while to warm up any other way). Ever the willing helper, she got up and started pinching my nipples, scratching me, slapping my ass and rubbing up against me until I was very hot and bothered and the suddenly fighting to hold back a whimper as the sexual energy I felt dribbled out onto a towel on the bed.

The review itself had been lackluster. She was surprised at my assessment, not because she disagreed with it but she expected me to play up my week a lot more. I'd done okay. Not great. I'd had a good attitude. I kept up on things, doing great considering how much I had going on with work. But I hadn't really done anything to go above and beyond for her, which is why I finally decided no reward but I didn't deserve punishment either. She apparently expected me to try and push for a reward.

A new thing to our reviews is that she asks what I'm going to do to make it a better week. The question still catches me off guard. After a moment of thinking, I told her I would do at least one thing for her outside of what I would normally do. This morning, after taking our son to school, I stopped and got her car washed -- it needed to be done, badly. She talked about taking it to get done last week and just never did. So I took an extra ten minutes out of my morning to do it for her.

You may notice that I'm unlocked currently. I split the seam on the new belt, so now I have four half belts (well, not exactly but close enough). I need to finish splitting the second one apart now so I can clean it up and try to glue them both back together. In the mean time, I'm on the honor system.