Some of the comments in my last post got me thinking; I can do more to lead my wife through this difficult time in her life. I just needed a little jump start to pull my head out of my ass (we've all been there). So I went to where I always go when I need a good kick in the sack, right here.
Main body: Wife had planned to take the boys to some festival around here to get them out of the house. As she was telling me about it we both realized that it was going to be the same shit that every festival has. And that it would have been lame. Through research I found that the winery my inlaws work at were having some Kentucky Derby party. I ask them where to buy the tickets and tell them not to tell her about it. Saturday morning I get home very early from the bar (I usually have afew beers with the DJ and the other bouncers after work) so I can wake up and surprise her. Perfect timing, I wake up just as she is struggling with toddler to get him dressed. I swoop in, give her a kiss on the cheek. "Change of plans, babe. You dress the little one, I'll dress the big one. Get out of the mom jeans, and put on a dress. Daddy's got a plan." She kept up with the "No. We were looking forward to this." "Where are we going?" "What are we doing?" "What plan?" stuff. I was ready for her. Most questions were laughed off (I noticed that she didn't stop looking for a dress/changing/putting on makeup as she was asking them) and took it for the test it was. Acta Non Verba. After maybe the 10th question I walked into the bathroom, pushed her against the door and kissed her hard, smacked her ass and told her to stop worrying, I got it handled. She does, we leave. We arrive, I present the tickets, get our shit and continue. Now she is shit testing about what the kids are gonna do. No problem. "It's handled. Have some wine. Check out the horses. Me and toddler are gonna disappear for while." Every 30 minutes or so I come over to her and check on the baby, which is asleep and refill her wine glass. We eat, she is smiling. She watches me play with the kid. She watches the kid play with other kids. She smiles.
Finally the toddler is tired of being there so we drive home. On the way home she says "Thank you, babe. You don't know how badly I needed that." Me: WINK "Yeah I did."
Both kids fall asleep, but I have to get ready for work. She wants needs to fuck. I push her head down as I call work and explain that I'll be late. Rip her panties off, pick her up, and do her caveman style against the bathroom door. Then I give her a peck on the cheek, a swat on the ass, and I'm off to work. Got a SMS of her tits on the way to work with a note "I guess I needed that pretty badly too XOXO."
Yes you did babe, yes you did.
Lessons Learned: You can always do more, be better, lead more effectively, it's not good enough to say "I handled shit pretty good a month ago, I'll be set for awhile." It doesn't work that way. You must constantly and consistently improve. And when you fuck up, you have to realize it, own it, and fix it.
Stay manly, gents.
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