So the other day I'm responding to Ex_Addict on some Ask MRP thread, and smack I get hit in the head by an unknown object thrown at my head. I'd like to share my experience and get some honest (brutal if need be) feedback.
TL/DR: Wife threw and hit me in the head with hotel shampoo bottle, I wanted to freak but held frame, closed with her later that day. Next day guess what? Heavy shit tests returned.
On the weekend our family was out of town with M&FIL as well as SIL and nephew at a resort.
Kids are off playing happily in another room with nephew, I am taking some time to myself reading and responding to a thread on Ask MRP. Just then my wife gives me an order (which she is doing a lot lately, not sure if main event is impending). I don't like a) her tone b) what she is asking me to do and c) that this is the first private moment I have taken since we arrived the day before. I ignore, and with in a moment or two WHAP I get hit in the head with something. It hurts, and I look up at my wife and she has this ":-O" look on her face as if it surprised her as much as it did me. I then look down at the ground to understand what it is (I don't actually find the shampoo bottle). I'm pissed. It hurts, and it has been done intentionally. My gut reaction is to get angry, ask WTF, and vent. But I'm in the MRP mode, and without skipping a beat, I get up and walk calmly out of the suite across the hall and into ours. I close the door and am alone. I finish my reply to Ex_Addict, and pause to consider my next move. My head still hurts and I want this girl to know she can't throw things at my head. I now she knows she made a mistake. I also know by her ":-O" face (and her gender) that she will not openly take ownership of the fact that she did this on purpose. It just doesn't feel good to do that for her. I decide with my head still hurting, to play the it didn't hurt game. Kind of like if a dude punches you and you look back at him and say is that all you've got?
So once I have composure, I walk back into the suite where everyone else is just sitting down for a bite, and as I enter she says right away "I didn't mean to hit you in the head". My regular self would have retorted something, but I didn't say anything, I just locked eyes with her. At this point she pulls her self in tight pressing her tits against my chest and her pelvis against mine. She says again something about "I didn't do it". I know she knows she did do it on purpose, and I also know she knew full well there was a very good chance she would hurt me. SHE MEANT TO. I'm OK with this, it was a fucking hotel shampoo bottle, nothing big, but fuck my head is still smarting.
I take the moment to set boundaries. Simple, succinct, and to the point. "You may not throw things at me" I say in front of my kids, her parents, and my SIL / nephew. No one says a word, they all know I mean it, and understand that the oldest kid in the house just got told.
I break the hold she has on me prematurely even though I want to hate fuck her right there in front of everyone and am really enjoying those tits and pussy pushed up against my body. She grabs some food and starts talking about what there is to eat. Here is some meat, oh and here is some cheese, and salad, and blah blah blah I stay somewhat neutral, but still allow her to brush her tits against me. We finish the meal, and I declare "the smaller children will never go for a nap this afternoon" (I really just want them tired so they will sleep early as apposed to the night before).
Nobody seems ready or motivated once the meal is finished and coffee is done, so I announce suddenly "well I'm off to the pool". Why? "Because the hot tub is awesome". I leave.
I'm in the hotub alone chatting up a SMV 1 or 2 below me and my wife's SMV, and this gal enjoying it. She's out of town on a girls weekend, and I know the wheels are spinning in her head. 10 minutes into the chat my oldest comes poolside and asks me this or that. I say who are you with? He says "mom". I know at this point mom has had a chance to see me in the hot tub chatting. Out of town mom scatters sensing she's in for some eyes from this guy's wife shortly, and moves into the main pool. The rest of the family arrives, we swim, play, and later go out for dinner.
Later that evening, kids are in bed, FIL asks women if they would like a drink. The all say "mmm... noo...." and father in law sits down. There is no whiskey there and I'm off carbs for the time being (Keto is working quite well BTW, abs especially are starting to show signs). So I don't want a drink, but I'm in the kitchen area already. I grab three glasses, and pour a drink my wife just loves into all three on ice. I walk over and hand a glass to everyone I know who will take one my wife included. I follow it up with two more in the next hour.
A short time later we have all the kids sleeping, and we are brushing teeth and getting ready for bed. I pull my dick out right there and she's receptive. She starts out right away with a blowjob, and then I fuck her hard like the slut she is for me - a good session.
So the next day I wake up and am going through my routine when I just wake up, and I remind myself. This isn't over. I can't relax. I reached no endpoint last night. Rather it was just part of the journey. My old self would have thought "OK now that we have an understanding everything will keep going well as it did last night".
And then yesterday happened, and somewhere about late afternoon the heavier shit tests started again and some were passed well, and some less well. Guess what: I wasn't in a position where she was clawing at me to suck my dick and get fucked before I left the house for sports. And guess what? That's MRP. There is always a lot of room for improvement.
How did I do. Any suggestions?