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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Wife is tired of her couch potato husband doing nothing, especially sexually. See how she motivates him.









There he was, laying on the couch as usual.  I was so sick of it.  Nothing ever got done.  The garage was a total disaster and I had been after him for two years to go through everything and clean it up.  I guess this was just another task I was going to have to do myself.  Why was I even married???

My good for nothing husband did nothing around the house, didn’t even take out the garbage anymore.  And sex.  What was that?  I hadn’t had any in so long I forgot what it felt like!!  I stood and took another look at him as he laid there watching television and it make me sick inside.  This was not what I had in mind the day I walked down the aisle and said “I do”.

The next morning, Saturday, I got up early.  I went down to the kitchen, made myself a hot cup of coffee and sat on the stool at the counter.  The more I thought about the picture in my mind of last night and Dennis laying on the couch and the image of the garage the madder I became.

The kids had already moved from the house, going on with their lives.  Jimmy was in college and Dani (her name is Danica) was married.  “God, I hope she doesn’t go through this too.” I thought.  So, there was no one to help me but Me, Myself and I.

I picked up my cup of coffee and headed for the garage, putting my hand on the door knob and sighed.  I turned the knob and walked into the garage.  I let out a deeper sigh.  There lay my work in front of me.  Might as well get started.  This was going to be a very long day.

I opened the garage door and started moving things out so I could sort out what was what.  What I could get rid of and what needed to be kept.  Then I started making piles of what needed to be put back and where to store it.  It was in one of the corners that I found something that I hadn’t seen in a very long time.

Many years ago, we use to hold casino parties.  All our friends would come over and we would have a great time.  Then it would be one of their turns to hold one.  Every New Year’s Eve we would hold one at the Community Center for the whole town with prizes and dinner. 

In the corner, stashed under some other stuff was our table top roulette wheel.  It was dusty as all get out...but it was still beautiful.  What was I going to do with it? 

I pulled it out and took it outside.  I set it up and put a spin to it.  Yup, it still worked.  Amazing.  But, we were never going to have parties like that again.  So, what in the world was I going to do with it?

I left it sitting there while I straightened out the rest of the garage and put things away as I wanted them.  Then, I loaded up the van with the things I was going to donate to the local charities.  I looked at the wheel again.  It held so many great memories that I couldn’t just give it away.  Besides that, it had cost us a pretty penny.  No, I was going to hang on to it and figure out what to do with it later.  So, I stuck it back into the garage and covered it with a quilt to keep it from harm.


Several days later I had been thinking about how mad I was at my husband and his good for nothing attitude when an idea struck me.  I had that roulette wheel sitting in the garage doing nothing.  What if I brought it in the house and set it up in the family room?  He’s sure to see and ask what it’s doing there.  But instead of numbers showing...there are little pieces of paper in each space.  Maybe I can get him to play along...and off the damn couch.  Hummmmm!!!!!!

When Dennis came home from work that night he took his shower as usual and went straight for the couch.

“Janice, what is this thing doing in here?”  he yelled.

“Oh, you mean the roulette wheel?”  I asked as I walked into the family room.

“Ah, yeah.  What the hell is it doing here?  And what are those things on there?”  Dennis took a slug of his beer from the bottle he had in his hand.

“Well, you see dear, I found this way in the back of the garage.  Buried under a bunch of stuff when I was cleaning it out.  Like I asked you to help me with.  I didn’t want to throw it had cost way too much money.  And I didn’t want to give it away.  So, I think I have found another use for it.”  I saw a curious look come across his face.  At least I had gotten his interest.

“Oh you have.  And what pray tell might that be?”  Again, Dennis took another drink of his beer as he sprawled out on the couch.  I went and sat on the edge of the cushion beside him.

“On the wheel, in each of the slots is a piece of paper.  You can’t see what is written on it.  When you spin and the ball lands, you have to do whatever is written on the paper.”  I said to him with a grin on my face.

“And just what is written on these little pieces of paper?  More jobs you want me to do?  No thank you.  Nice try babe.”  Dennis turned his face away from me and switched on the television to his favorite show, the damn football game.

“Ok, if you don’t want a blow job, that’s fine with me.”  I said as I got off the couch and started to walk out of the room.

“WHAT!!!!  You put that on the wheel?  Really?”  I never thought Dennis could move so fast from the couch, but guess I was wrong.  He was standing over the roulette wheel faster than I could turn around.

“Well, yeah.  And some other stuff too.”  I answered back.

“Yeah, like what?”  he asked.  The beer bottle had been left on the coffee table and he was staring at the wheel.

“AHHH....well, let me think.  Oh me.... take out the trash.... shower together.... fill dishwasher.... fuck me.... sweep floor.... sit on me.... mop floor.... suck me.... want me to go on?”  His face was stoic...his mouth wide open yet he couldn’t speak.

I looked at him and smiled.  My nipples were already hard.  This was really turning me on.  I had him right where I wanted him and he knew it.  But would he play along?  I didn’t know for sure.  I held my breath.

“Damn.  Oh My God.  This is unreal.  How in the world did you ever come up with something like this?  So, if I spin this and it lands on a sexy thing...we get to do it?  And if it lands on something to do that is work...I have to do that?  Is that right?”  He was still stunned...but he got the idea.

“That’s it baby.  But I get to play too.  It’s not just for you.  We both get to play.  We both get to enjoy this together.  Do you like my idea?”  I was so hoping he was in for this.

“Hell yeah!!  I love it.  This was brilliant.  Can we try it out now?  I can’t wait to give this thing a whirl.  How many times a day...night do we get to spin it?”  Dennis was full of excitement.  He was eager to try his luck with it.

“Well, we’ll each take a turn tonight.  So how do we decide who goes first?”  I looked at him.

“Hum.  Good question.  I guess we’ll flip a quarter.  Which do you want, heads or tails baby.  Oh, I can’t wait for this!”  I hadn’t seen him so excited about anything in years.

As he flipped the quarter I called tails.  It landed heads up.  He had won.  A huge grin crossed his face.  Dennis stepped up and spun the wheel.  The ball landed and he took off the piece of paper.  Slowly he unfolded it.  He looked up at me.

“Well, what does it say?”  I asked him with anticipation. 

“It says....’Eat Me’ then he grinned and I grinned back at him.

“So, where would you like to do this?”  I asked him.

“Um....where would you prefer?  I want you to be comfortable baby.”  he said as he finished off his beer.

“How about right here on the couch?”  I wanted him to know his couch could be used for something besides him laying on it all night long watching TV.

“Fine.”  He took me by the hand and led me over to it and laid me down.  He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off, then removed my panties. 

Dennis started at my feet and kissed his way up to my thighs, alternating from one leg to the other.  He spread my legs wider as his head went between them and he tenderly kissed my love bud.  Then his tongue circled and flicked it back and forth.  He sucked it into his mouth and loved on it until I was moaning and my hips were rising to meet him. 

My hands went into his hair to hold his head closer to me as his tongue worked its way down through my lips and into my love channel.  His mouth felt so good.  It had been way too long since he had done this to me.  I moaned as he devoured me.  I was so close and he continued to assault my wet and erupting vaginal chamber.

Just as I was ready to cum, Dennis slipped his finger inside of me and started pumping me.  I clamped down on it with my inner muscles and came so hard I couldn’t catch my breath.  My head was going back and forth as my hips rose and fell.  His finger kept on working in and out as his mouth sucked until I started coming down from my utopia. 

“Damn baby.... that was awesome.... mmmmmmmmmmmm....”  I said as he lifted his head and looked at me.  He had the most loving look in his eyes.  I hadn’t seen that look in a very long time.  It brought tears to my eyes.

Dennis crawled up and kissed me, then kissed me again as our tongues met.  We kissed passionately. 
“I love you babe.  That was a hot idea you had.  I kinda like this little game of yours.”  Dennis smiled.

Janice had to turn away from him as she grinned.  “I wonder just how much he will like it when he has to do something that entails a little bit of work?”  She thought to herself.

It was now my turn to spin the wheel.  I gave it a huge spin, waited for it to stop and the ball to land.  Pulling off the slip of paper, I opened it slowly.  The agony on his face was making me wet.  I loved this.  I read the slip and grinned.

“Well, what does it say?  Are you lucky or not?”  Dennis was beside himself.  He couldn’t stand still.

“Well, I guess we are both lucky tonight.  It says....”  and I twirled my hair around my finger as I smiled up at his waiting face.

” Yes, come on Janice...what the hell does it say?”  Dennis was dying here.  I was absolutely loving this.

“It says, that ....”

“Give me that damn piece of paper.  You are killing me, you know that, right?”  Dennis reached for the paper but I jerked my hand back.

“Oh, no you don’t.  This is my turn.”  I grinned at him.

“So, come on already.  Stop messing around and tell me what the hell it says.”  I knew he was getting really agitated.

“Okay, it says ‘Shower Together’. So, turn off the TV and let’s go.  Now!!!”  I turned and started for our bedroom.

“Wait a minute.  Right now?  It’s still early.  And my game isn’t over with.”  Dennis started to protest.

“Dennis Rayburn.  Don’t you even dare do this.  You agreed to the rules.  You had your turn and now it’s mine.  So, yes, right now.  Move your butt.  Now!!!.”  I turned again and went into our bedroom.

Amazingly he did follow me.  He threw off his clothes and was in the shower, water on, waiting for me before I got all of my clothes off.  Well, this wasn’t how I had intended for it to be, but it wasn’t how it was going to end up if I had anything to say about it.

Dennis turned around as I got into the shower.  With my back to him, he took the soap and started washing my neck and shoulders.  His hands felt wonderful and relaxing as he worked the muscles loose.  He worked his way down my back to my buttocks, over my hips and down my legs.  Then he turned me around.  He started at my neck and worked his way down my chest, over my breasts, down my tummy, around my waist to over my hips.  He went down my legs and washed my feet.  I wondered why he never touched my private area, front or back.  Disappointment enveloped me and my eyes started to well up with tears.  He rinsed me off and I thought he was finished. 

Dennis took the soap and lathered his hands again.  He worked his way from my mid thighs upward to my nether region.  He spread my legs and put his rather large fingers between my lips and started playing and rubbing on my quickly hardening nub.  While doing that, he cleaned me from my little hole frontwards and rinsed me, never missing a rotation, keeping me on the edge.

When I was totally rinsed, he brought his head to my lips and licked me, little by little easing back further and further until he was licking me from my little pucker hole to my hard nub.  He then took that hardness into his mouth and sucked it.  I gasped and moaned at the same time.

I grabbed his shoulders and hung on.  My knees were so weak I felt like I would sink down to the shower floor.  I knew he sensed this because he grabbed my right leg and put it over his shoulder.  This gave him open access to me and he went to town.  As he chewed and nibbled and sucked on my little nub he inserted a finger into my soaking wet vaginal home.

“Oh God Dennis.  Yes, Baby.  Please don’t stop.  That feels so good.”  I couldn’t help it.... I wanted him to do this to me forever. 

Dennis stopped and looked up at me.  I hadn’t seen that look on his face in a very long time.  It almost put me over the edge.  My body shook.  The look of pure lust and desire he had was more than I could take. 

As his finger moved inside of me, he lowered his mouth to me again and as he sucked my clitoris back into his mouth I came with a vengeance.  My juices flowed all over his face, his finger and his hand.  He slowed his movements until my climax passed, then stood and held me tightly to him.  God, how I loved this man.


As I came in control of myself, I knew that I wanted to bring him the same pleasure, so I turned him around and washed him.  Starting from his neck, down his shoulders and back.  Worked my way across his buttocks, between his cheeks, and down his legs.

Then I turned him around, repeating the process, dropping to my knees to wash his thighs, legs and feet.  I knew he was watching me and I looked up and smiled at him.  I then took the nozzle and totally rinsed his body off.  I had purposely not touched his already hard manhood. 

Dropping to my knees again I held his hard shaft in my hand as I stroked him slowly up and down.  His skin was soft and smooth and he felt wonderful.  As I stroked him I lightly kissed his balls then licked them...first one side and then the other.  I could hear him moaning as I did.

Coming back up with my tongue, I licked up his hard piece of manhood all the way to the top.  Seeing his drops of fluid, I licked it up and spread it around his head and the upper part of him.  His staff jerked in my hand.  My lips wanted to take him and surround him in my love.  He tasted so good.

Dennis put his hands on my head and held me still as he centered his rod to my mouth.  I opened for him and he entered me.  I sucked him in and he gasped.  His breath caught.  My hand stroked him as I sucked him in deeper and deeper.  He thrust.  His meat hit the back of my throat.  He groaned. 

Then he pulled out.

He didn’t say a word.... he pulled me up...turned me around...spread my legs and thrust into my very wet hole and bottomed out inside of me.  He grabbed my breasts and played with my nibbles, pinching them, then massaging them, then pinching them again.

“Oh....God ....”  Was all I could say.

“Take me baby.Take all of this hard man meat I have for you.” 

Dennis was pumping me hard and fast.  He reached around and played with my little nub, rubbing it.  I was going to cum and cum hard.  My hands were holding on the wall in front of me, my head down and I was moaning so loud I thought the world could hear me.

Faster and faster he gave it to me.  Then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as he groaned loudly.  I came all over him as he came inside of me.  Pulse after pulse of his hot, sticky jism filled me.  So much that it ran down my legs. 

Both of us were breathing so hard we were panting.  Dennis held onto my hips to hold me up.  Gradually we gained our breath and he pulled me back against him.  As I stood to lean on him, his magic wand fell out.  I say magic because he just gave me what he hadn’t in years.  It felt magical.  It felt wonderful.

We showered off again, dried off and he resumed his spot...watching the rest of the football game.  I stood there smiling.


I looked at the roulette wheel and wondered what tomorrow would bring when we spun the wheel again.  There would be two more times.  Would it be a fun time or a chore?  Who knows.  Only the wheel knows for sure!



Submitted: August 13, 2018

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I loved the concept. Sounds like it would be a lot more fun to play than strip poker. Let me know if you run out of ideas for those paper slips. I have a few that you could use.You have an open invitation to bring your wheel to my place.
XoxoX Ron

Thu, August 16th, 2018 6:02pm


You'd be amazed how many people get hooked on that story when I tell them part of it at book shows. sells the book almost every It was a lot of fun writing it...and my husband loved it when he read it. Thank you for the kind words....and the invite...maybe we could come up with some new paper slips to add.

Thu, August 16th, 2018 11:56am

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