No Poptarts

As a continuation to a wonderful sexy intercourseless weekend, I went food shopping with my wife. She points to things, no words, just points and I put them in the basket. Hey, for a wife-led marriage, this is fun! :)

Anyway, on the way home we were discussing our weight, working out, etc. She told me that I was not allowed to have any poptarts until January 1. If I did, she would allow me to orgasm until then.

Like I've posted before, it's the little things.