Feeling Neglected

My wife and I have an extremely active sex life.  We both take great joy in this and feel blessed to be able to share ourselves with each other and have a safe place to express our sexuality.  However, my wife’s drive for the physical side of sex is a little higher than mine is.  Normally this is not a problem because I obviously enjoy lovemaking wherever it occurs, even if I don’t feel like I need a physical release when we start.  This week, however, it did lead to a few hurt feelings.  It started on Sunday which is normally the day that my wife and I reserve for our relationship.  It’s beautiful.  We attend church and worship together and more often than not spend the entire day praying over each other, snuggling and making love.  

Our work can sometimes take up a lot of time, my wife is a lawyer and I work in the aerospace industry, so this day has been a haven of relaxation for us, especially on weeks where it’s the first of its kind.  Last week had been one of those weeks.  Aaralyn had been on a business trip from Monday to Friday and she had been so busy all we had time for were two quick phone sessions, which did little to relieve me of my need for her.  She didn’t arrive home until four in the morning and I had a day long conference starting at six.  At this point it had been six days since we’d made love and I ached for her so bad it was starting to hurt.  But not just in a physical sense, because we had masturbated together a few times.  I needed to be one with her.  I needed some loving.  All day Saturday I craved my Aaralyn, she was all I could think about all day.  I was running pretty low because I didn’t even have time to hold her much when she arrived home.  But in a few hours it would all be okay, I would come home and give my Aaralyn that look she knows so well and she would take me into her arms, and give me love.  I was so excited.  Unfortunately the chicken salad I ate at the conference had other plans.  Within an hour after lunch I was in the bathroom expelling it and in so much pain it was hard to think.   I called Aaralyn because she was at home and she came to get me.  As soon as we got home she took me up to bed.  She took such good care of me, she held me and rubbed my back and stomach and got me gingerale to soothe my stomachache.  I felt so horrible about ruining our chances for lovemaking that night, but Aaralyn, being the loving wife she is, assured me that we would make up for it tomorrow.  Thankfully the sickness subsided by late evening, but I was still too weak and sore to do anything sexual.  My beautiful wife held me as I fell asleep, treating me to one of her lovely back scratches she knows I love so much.  All I could think was,

Within an hour after lunch, I was in the bathroom expelling it and in so much pain it was hard to think.   I called Marilyn because she was at home and she came to get me.  As soon as we got home, she took me up to bed.  She took such good care of me, she held me and rubbed my back and stomach and got me ginger ale to soothe my stomachache.  I felt so horrible about ruining our chances for lovemaking that night, but Aaralyn, being the loving wife she is, assured me that we would make up for it tomorrow.  Thankfully the sickness subsided by late evening, but I was still too weak and sore to do anything sexual.  My beautiful wife held me as I fell asleep, treating me to one of her lovely back scratches she knows I love so much.  All I could think was, I am a blessed man!  We awoke about seven and because Aaralyn had to see to her duties at church and I still felt weak, I stayed home.  

We attend the 10:00 service at our church and I knew Aaralyn would be home about twelve.  It had been so long since my wife and I became intimate and I wanted to make it special for my Aaralyn, so with what little strength I could muster I lit my wife’s favourite tea candles and put our favorite lovemaking music on the antique record player we keep in our room.  My anticipation was through the roof!  The thought of being buried in my wife, in her soft, warm, wet pussy– finally getting some relief– was making me so horny I became hard almost immediately after lighting the candles.  At noon however I was not greeted by a wide in the mood for loving.  Without even going upstairs to see what I had prepared for her she ran into the house, explained to me that she had been called into work and that all we had time for was a 5 minute quickie.  

My heart absolutely sunk.  I laid back on the couch as my wife humped me for about 3 minutes, before exploding into orgasm after which she pumped me until I had a very unsatisfying orgasm.  She pecked me on the lips and was back out the door before I even knew what happened.  I’d be lying if I said my eyes didn’t water a bit.  Perhaps it was unreasonable to me but I felt so hurt, she had promised me lovemaking and when she called me at lunch I found out that she didn’t even have to take the project and she wouldn’t be home until well past dinner.  Didn’t she know that I need her, not just some physical release.  This is often where her higher physical drive becomes a problem, she thought that because I didn’t have boner when she left that I got relief, but I really needed her.  By the time my Aaralyn got home she was exhausted and asked me if we could just go to bed, and that she didn’t even want to cuddle because it was too hot.  

The next two days I spent most of our time together pouting because she was again so busy that we rarely had time for anything but quickies.  I of course know that we are both busy people, but what bothers me is that she often forgets about my need for intimacy, becausee she is not wired this was as much as I am.  And that brings us to yesterday.  We both had the day off and when we woke up in the morning I stayed curled up with my back facing her, feeling a bit hurt at her neglect for the last couple weeks.  My wife spooned me from behind and asked what was wrong, I explained to her that I missed making love with her and we had not had time to really love each other and I was starting to feel like she only needed me for physical release.  My Aaralyn immediately took me into her arms and apologized, I too apologized for not being more open about my need.  And we made pleasurable, warm love for hours.