Playful fun with hubby.

It’s funny how certain events and choices will affect other people. For instance, I was in private chat with Mallory and the idea came up that I should bust my husband’s balls, I wasn’t planning on doing it, but I liked the idea of it and it sent my mind scheming. I told Mal I was going to bust my husband for her and post the story. My husband and I already planned to head out to dinner once he got home from work, but little did he know I was also scheming and planning other fun activities for him J. As my husband and I were walking out on the porch and towards our car, I turned around and as I did this, my hand swung around and caught my husband in the crotch, I’m not too sure it was a direct hit to the balls, but his reaction would lead me to believe I got at least a little piece of them because of his loud OOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFF, him doubling over quickly and his knee flying up in the air from the impact. One beautiful thing was that our two housemates from downstairs (Claire and Jessica) were also outside on the porch and got a chuckle out of it. I told him I was sorry, it was an accident, but I doubt he believed me.

Thirty minutes later, we were at the restaurant sitting in a booth waiting for our orders to be taken, the waitress came over and that’s when I put the toe of my shoe right into the groin of my husband, probably a move that’s been done a million times since Jennifer Beals did it in Flashdance all those years ago. I was working the tip of my shoe all around his balls, not putting too much pressure on them, but just enough that he stuttered and stammered as he tried to order his food, my toe job was getting him flustered and I could see he was starting to heat up. I didn’t bother him the rest of the time during dinner; I figure he needed to cool off a little anyway after my little toe games.

Now back at home as we climbed the stoop up the porch to go into the house, I made sure I took the lead, I was about two steps above him when I gave him a light back kick to the groin, Claire and Jessie weren’t there this time to see that one, but two or three cars did pass by on the street simultaneously as the bottom part of my shoe (Mary Janes) gave his balls a little, patent leather ringing. I really hope the occupants of the cars got to see that little action as they passed by because I can imagine that it must have been a funny and sexy sight to behold. My husband again let out a cute grunt and doubled over, placing one hand on the railing possibly to keep himself up, I ran into the house with a giggle and my husband followed about five or ten seconds later, his face flush with embarrassment. We got settled in for the night and were dressed in our sleep clothes, nothing overly sexy, but very loose fitting, so his balls had no protection whatsoever. This time I actually waited in ambush like a Puma springing on a deer, he entered the room. I was right next to the door but out of view until it was too late, thud, I then raised my knee into his groin. I didn’t give him a hard knee, I just raised my knee at a normal speed and planted the kneecap right into the bulge, I felt the groin, and it was all nice and soft and mushy :). He dropped the book he was carrying and moaned an “Oh god” and squatted down briefly to ease his pain to ease the pain. As he was squatted down he said “Damn Susan, what put you in such a playful mood” I smiled, giggled and kissed him on the cheek as he stood up. Little does he know about this site or the little chat I had with Mallory.

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Comment by mashedman on March 15, 2012 at 9:53am: I really hope your husband knows how lucky he really is to have found you. You're 1 in a million.