A fantastic weekend was had by my wife and I thanks to our participation in this game.
Friday was day 1. I informed my wife with a telephone call that I'd gotten my pm from Della and a target. A couple hours later, she texted asking if i'd gotten started yet. I had not and told her so. Her next text simply read. "Wait."
During her lunch hour she texted me again: "I will be alone in my office from 12:30 - 1:00. Call me at exactly 12:30. Be ready to start playing. Describe every picture to me, and no leaving out adjectives."
Two points for clarification here: One, I telecommute, which is why I can get away with playing during lunch break. Two, on "no leaving out adjectives." My wife and I have been playing edging, tease and denial games for quite a while now, and often during an edge, she will tell me to describe a fantasy, a picture, or a porn scene to her, to heighten my arousal and difficulty with control. She noticed early on that I tended to omit descriptive terms and details during this. For example, I might have just said "A woman with dark hair posing topless wearing jeans." instead of "A sexy brunette with tight jeans that show off her great ass and her beautiful curvy, tan breasts exposed, posing over a couch with an inviting look on her face." She felt this was making things too easy on myself by distancing myself from the source of arousal. This is thus no longer allowed :).
I called her exactly at 12:30 as instructed. When she answered the phone all she said was "Go". I stroked to each picture 15 times as per the games rules, describing in detail each image to my wife, being sure to focus and elaborate on details I found arousing.
Not far down my first page I encountered my first target image. I described the image to my wife and asked for permission to edge. The answer came "Yes. Tell me when you get there, then hold until I say so." I complied, letting my wife know when I reached the edge.
And here's where it gets good: My wife hung up her phone the moment I told her I had reached the edge. The meaning was clear, There would be no begging and pleading to stop. I simply had to hold that edge until she called me back, whenever that would be, or face the consequences.
Ten amazing, horrifying, agonizing minutes later, she called back. I had managed to hold it, but just barely. Precum had flown in abundance, and I repeatedly struggled to stay edging but not cum.
Her: "Did you make it?"
Me: (Breathless) "yes, just barely".
Her: "Send a picture. Then you are done playing for the day".
There are more fun details to share, but in the interest of keeping the flow of this thread up, I will break them up into separate posts. In the meantime, here is a contribution:
