“Geez Moira… give a man time to recover. That session right there almost broke me.”
She snickers and pushes playfully at my chest. I lean in, steal a kiss, and then roll out of the bed. I can feel her eyes press on me as I walk unabashedly naked to my leather satchel. I’ve always loved her eyes on me, knowing how pleasing she finds it to look at me. It makes my cock twitch a bit, and I give it a stern lecture to stay down until I can get this out of the way.
Because this, after all, is the most important thing of all that my wife needs to know about me right now.
Pulling out the laptop and black box with the flash drives, I crawl back onto the bed and rest my back against the headboard. Moira lifts up and scoots into place beside me. I boot up the computer, hand the flash drives to her, and then pull up the edge of the blanket over my lap to rest the laptop on.
“Okay, you have two choices in this life,” I tell her as I nod down to the flash drives. “Choice #1 is that you go back to teaching full time, and we put the kids in a daycare. Choice #2 is you keep on working part time from home with the kids. Without thinking about this, without debating the merits with me, I want you to rely on just your heart to tell me which choice you’d make. Go.”
Moira immediately says, “Choice #1” and picks up that flash drive as she eyes it with curiosity.
I nod at her with a smile and pluck the drive from her hand. It was so fucking easy for her to give me that answer, so I know it’s her true desire. My heart flutters in ecstasy as I realize she trusts me enough as her partner to honestly tell it to me.
I plug the drive into the laptop and pull up PowerPoint.
“So, this would be a lot more effective if we were in a huge conference room with a projector and screen, and maybe one of those little red laser pointers,” I tell Moira with a grin. She snickers at me and turns her face to the computer. “But I wanted to put forth a presentation to you, so you could see what my thoughts and commitments were as related to your choices.”
I click on the tiny icon that starts my presentation for Choice #1—that is, Moira returning to work as a teacher full time—and the first slide comes up entitled, This Is My Commitment To You.
Moira makes a tiny sound of surprise in her throat as she reads the slide, and I advance it forward to the next one.
I’m making this vow to you.
Then to the next slide.
To make you number one.
And the next.
From this day forward.
Moira’s face angles up toward mine. I tilt my own to meet her gaze, and there is a slight sheen of tears there. I take my index finger, place the tip to her jaw, and push against her until she’s looking at the computer screen again.
I advance to the next slide.
Always.
Then the next.
If you want to return to teaching full time, right now… right this very second…
And then the next.
I’ll support you and that decision 100%, and I think it’s the best decision you could possibly make.
So as not to disturb the flow of my message, I advance to the final slide.
You’re mine, Moira, and that means your happiness is paramount to everything else. It always will be.
I expect Moira to melt into a puddle of goo at this point. I expect she’s going to be so overwhelmed by what I’m telling her, and the completely dorky yet cute way I went about it, that she’ll be jumping my bones at any minute. In fact, I bet I’m in for an amazing blow job because this came off fucking perfectly, and my cock starts to thump in anticipation.
Instead, she says, “Put the other flash drive in.”
“What?” I ask, completely surprised that her mouth isn’t on my shaft at this moment.
“The other choice… I want to see what you would have committed to me if I chose #2.”
Huh, hadn’t thought she’d want to see both.
Regardless, I shrug my shoulders and switch out the flash drives. I pull the Choice #2 presentation up, which has the same opening slide, This Is My Commitment To You.
“Ready?” I ask her ominously. “Because you already made your choice. Your ass is going back to work, and in fact, I think I might just quit and let you take care of me.”
She snickers and looks pointedly at the screen. “Just run the damn presentation.”
Chuckling, I start it up and let the slides circulate without a single comment. One by one, she reads them in order.
I’m making this vow to you.
To make you number one.
From this day forward.
Always.
If you want to work part time and keep the kids at home like you have been doing…
I’ll support you and that decision 100%, and I think it’s the best decision you could possibly make.
You’re mine, Moira, and that means your happiness is paramount to everything else. It always will be.
Moira’s head snaps up, and she looks at me with soft eyes. “It’s the same.”
“Yup.”
“Didn’t matter what my decision was,” she observes.
“Nope.”
“You thought it was the best decision I could make.”
“Pretty much.”