CHRISTIANS POV

"Come on, Elliott! It's just a beer! Come out with me for a couple of hours!" I'm almost at the point of begging now.

"I'm sorry, bro. I have to drive down to Portland tonight because I'm putting a bid on a new development down there in the morning. Why are you so eager to get out of your house? The little lady giving you grief?" He jokes but I wish she was giving me grief.

"I'm not trying to get out of my own house, Elliott! I just wanted a drink with my brother"

"Bullshit! I know you. You would rather be at home bumping uglies with your wife than go for a drink with me. Yesterday you surprised me on a job with lunch. The day before that you took Mia shopping and the day before that you stayed at Mom and Dads until after midnight because you were clearing the garage because it was, to quote you, a fucking health hazard. Now, tell me what's really going on"

I can't tell him the truth. He would never let me live it down.

"Well excuse me for wanting to spend time with my family. I gotta go. Call me when you're back from Portland" I hang up after saying goodbye and lean back in my office chair.

Its almost 8pm and Ana has already called me twice to see when I'll be home. I don't know if other men with 4 month pregnant wives have this problem but it's fucking infuriating me.

I like sex. Love it actually. But I just can't keep up with my hormonally driven, sex mad, insatiable wife!

I never thought the day would come when I would say "Enough is Enough" when it comes to having sex with my wife, yet here I am. Hiding in my office like a bitch.

For the first 3 months of her pregnancy she always had feelings nausea so it cut our sex life down from multiple times a day to maybe 3 times a week. I was OK with this because I'm not assholey enough to demand sex from a wife who was sick as a parrot.

That all changed when she got into her second trimester.

The first morning I woke up to her sucking my dick. Which I loved! Then she got on top and rode me like there was no tomorrow. Then she had me again in the shower. Then she surprised me at Grey House and I had her bent over my desk where she demanded that I took her hard and fast. When I got home she all but tackled me into the downstairs bathroom where she promptly climbed me like a tree and didn't let go until she screamed my name for the whole house to hear. That night she had her way with me twice more.

Every day since, it's been a repeat of that first day. At first I was walking around with a permanent smile on my face but after 3 weeks...I started to get sore. She's used my dick so much lately that I started to worry that I would not be able to keep up with her. My thoughts started to stress me out and now...I'm having problems.

Me! Christian Grey who thought I could fuck like a God...has a malfunctioning dick.

Ive avoided Ana for 3 days because it would destroy me if she were to come on to me and I couldn't get it up. I want to please my wife. Don't get me wrong I've pleasured her with my fingers, my mouth and some toys and she's sucked my dick a few times but its not the same but I don't want her left sexually frustrated because I can't do her justice.

Dont get me wrong, I can get my dick hard but then I think about losing it and boom, it's gone.

I feel like such a fucking failure!

I sit and pity myself for another half and hour and then decide to just go home and tell Ana what my problem is. It's not fair on her if I shut myself off from her.

The whole drive home I'm a nervous wreck. No guy wants to tell his wife he has performance anxiety.

When the car pulls up to the door I get out and as I enter the house I expect Ana to come charging for me as has become the norm but she's no where in sight.

"Ana?" I call out and throw my keys into the bowl by the door.

"In the kitchen" Her sweet voice calls out to me.

When I walk in I find her at the stove, bare foot, with her tiny baby bump showing in the gap between her jeans and shirt. Perfection.

I walk over and give her a quick kiss on the lips and then take a seat at the breakfast bar.

"Where's Gail? Why are you cooking?"

"I gave Gail the night off because I wanted to take care of my husband. You've been working so hard these last few days that I wanted to treat you like a king. Which you are. My king" she kisses me softly and then goes about her business.

I feel like shit! Here she is taking care of me and I've been trying to avoid her because she's almost broken my dick and I'm complaining about it like a little bitch.

God! How many men would kill to be in my position? Having a woman practically glued to his dick 24/7.

I'm going to make love to my wife tonight and if I get...troubles, then we will just have to talk about it and get through it as a couple.

She puts the finishing touches to our meal and then we go in to the TV room. We both sit with out backs to the sofa like we did when we were dating. We eat our meal in silence while watching some show about the Seattle Sea-hawks. When we are finished she collects our plates and then takes them away. She comes back ten minutes later with a bottle of non alcoholic wine. She pours us both a glass and then sits behind me on the sofa so her legs are wrapped around my torso. She wraps her arms around me too and rests her chin on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry" She breaths in my ear and it make me tense up.

"What are you sorry for?"

"For breaking your dick" She whispers and I turn around really fast to look at her.

Shes starts hysterically laughing on her back and I lay myself out on top of her being careful of her bump.

I think I'm actually blushing when she finally stops laughing.

"First of all, you have not broken my dick. He is just fine, thank you very much and second of all, how did you know?" She starts laughing again and slowly runs her fingers through my hair.

"Mr Grey, I have a confession to make" She bites her lip and I lean down and gently nip her so she stops.

"Hit me with your confession, Mrs Grey"

"Well, you know how before me you never shared a bed with anyone?" I nod my head and she continues "The night you took my virginity at Escala, when I woke up and you were playing the piano and then we went back to bed, you fell asleep before me and then just as I was drifting...you started talking in your sleep. I couldn't really understand you but I picked up words like, Ana...more...and so good. Ever since...I've never told you that you talk in your sleep because I like to listen to you. Last night you started saying things like "No more sex" "My dick is broken" "I'm so sore" and my personal favorite "Spank her ass if she jumps me again" She starts giggling like crazy and I laugh along with her.

"So all these years I've talked in my sleep?"

"Yep. It's a hoot to hear you sometimes. You're so funny"

"Name some things I've said"

"Well, let's see" She presses her finger tip to her lip and pretends to be deep in thought.

"Remember last year on our anniversary you surprised me with a trip to Paris? Yeah I already knew about it. The night before you said "Going to fuck her all the way to France. Oh and then there was the time you said "I really want a puppy" that's why I bought you Rolo"

I smile when I think of my Beagle puppy. She surprised me with him one night after work. I love that little guy.

"Well some good has come of it" I look her right in the eye so she knows that my next words come from the heart.

"I'm sorry I never told you that I was having trouble keeping up. I should have discussed it with you but I didn't want you to think me less of a man because I couldn't keep up"

"Christian, Baby, there are very few men around who could service their wives 6 or 7 times a day. I understand that it's a lot and you're feeling...drained" She can't keep the smirk off her face as she says this.

"I will try to keep my hormones in check from now on"

"Ana, I don't want you too! I'm your husband and if you need a damn good seeing too then that's what you will get!"

"You're such a romantic" She rolls her eyes and I growl.

"I'll show you romantic, Mrs Grey"

I lean down and capture her lips with mine and start pressing my groin into hers. We make out hot and heavy for a few minutes but when I start to undo my pants she stops me.

"No, no, no, Mr Grey. You need to recover. Give the big boy a rest and then we can resume normal marital relations this weekend"

"Are you kidding me!? Today's only Wednesday! I'm not waiting 3 more days to fuck my wife!"

"Hey, you're the one who needs a break, Hubby. I'm just being a good wife and looking after you" She wriggles Her self out from under me and then sashays herself out of the room with a grin on her face and me with a massive hard on.

Over the next few hours I try everything to initiate sex. I tried kissing her on her ear, which usually has her moaning and she just kissed my lips and walked away. I tried running us a nice romantic bubble bath but she opted for a quick shower. As soon as we were under the covers I tried kissing up her neck but she swatted me away like a fly. Now here I am, its 3am and I've had sex on my mind for hours and a wife who will not budge!

This is Gods way of laughing at me because I wanted a break from sex. This is my punishment.

I look over at my sleeping wife and sigh. I would give her a million dollars right now to suck my dick but she would just laugh at me. I suppose I could take things in hand...No! I have not jacked off since I've been married. Well, I have when I've been away on business and Ana and I have had phone sex. I refuse to jack off like a teenager. I'll just woo my wife tomorrow.


I'm so angry I could spit fire!

Despite numerous attempts over the last 2 days, Ana will not cave and now I'm at breaking point. I have not gone this long without sex for years and I think if I don't have some of my wife in the next hour I'm going to explode. I leave Grey House and then drive back to the house. I know Ana is home because she texted me earlier. I don't care if I have to get on my knees and beg, I will get her to see things my way.

I park the car in the garage and then call out for my wife when I get inside. I am met by silence. I check the library and she is no where to be found so I start making my way to our bedroom. As I am walking I start to take off my tie. When I get close to our room I freeze.

I hear moaning.

Sexual moaning.

My wife moaning! Sexually!

For a split second I think she is in there with another man but that thought is gone before its even taken root in my head.

I press my ear to the door and hear the distinct sound of a vibrator. That little hussy!

"Oh, Christian..." I hear her moan .

Damn right, Oh Christian!

I silently walk into the bedroom that is next to ours and then walk out onto the balcony. I slowly walk over to where it connect with our balcony and swing my leg over.

When I sneak a peak into our bedroom window I see my wife, wriggling around on the bed, pleasuring herself with her favorite sex toy.

This is how shes been resisting me! I refused to jack off but shes been playing with herself for days? So fucking hot!

Time for a little pay back, Mrs Grey.

I take out my phone and text her.

Are you touching yourself, Mrs Grey?

I send the same message 4 times before she finally, with a huff I might add, grabs her phone off the night stand. From my hiding place I see her read the text and then her eyes go wide. She starts scanning the room and even walks to look out the balcony door but she can't see me from where she is too.

I see her tapping away and then my phone vibrates.

Why do you ask? And where are you?

Never mind where I'm too. I asked you a question.

I'm not answering your lewd question.

I watch as she quickly picks up her little toy and then locks it in our toy safe.

Lewd? I'll show you lewd. Take out your little friend again and get on the bed. Legs spread real wide.

OMG DO YOU HAVE CAMERAS IN OUR ROOM!

You. Naked. Bed. Now!

I watch as she once again looks around the room and this time she even steps out on the balcony but she still doesn't see me. She walks back into our room and then sits on the bed. I watch as she gets this little smirk on her face and then she texts me back.

Ok, I'm on the bed. Naked. Like you asked, Sir.

I think someone is telling Porkies, Mrs Grey...

WHERE ARE YOU! I swear, Christian, You will be sleeping in the guest room for a week unless you reveal yourself right now!

So she wants me to reveal myself? I sneak back into the guest room and strip naked but keep my tie on. I walk to our bedroom door and fling it open so hard that Ana squeals in shock.

"Christian! How did you know..."

"Shh! You will address me as Sir" I tell her and she crosses her arms and glares at me.

"And what, pray tell, have I done to warrant Dom Christian?"

"Oh, I think you know, Anastasia" I walk over to her and I know that she can tell that I am not really angry, I'm just playing with her.

"Enlighten me, why don't you" She sits back on the bed and puts her hands behind her head which pushes her breast out.

I quickly leap on the bed and tie her hands to the head board with my tie.

I loom over her and shes smiling up at me.

"Do you know what happens to naughty girls who pleasure themselves while their husbands are hard at work?"

"They have an orgasm?" She replies cheekily which makes me laugh.

"It's not really fair, Is it Anastasia? Here I am on my third day of not having an orgasm and here you are, taking things into your own hands behind my back. I think you well remember that one of the rules in my contracts is no masturbation?"

"I never signed your paperwork, Sir"

"No you didn't...but you did sign our marriage licence and you, my dear, have been sorely lacking in your wifely duty these last few days. How do you suppose we can rectify this situation?"

"Well, you could make love to me? I've missed you, Christian and I'm sorry that I have withed sex the last few days. Truth be told its almost killed me" She admits with a blush.

I lean down and kiss her softly and then pull back o look in her eyes.

"I don't make love, Anastasia...I fuck! Hard!"

"Whatever you say, Sir"

Its right at that minute that I know shes played me! I have been really gentle with her for weeks because I was worried I would hurt the baby and shes been begging me to fuck her hard and I have refused. Game set and match, Mrs Grey.

I stand up and grab some sweats and a tee-shirt from my closet and put them on. I jam my feet into a pair of sneakers and then grab a long coat for Ana. I wrap it around her and then lead her down the stairs and out into my car. I strap her into her seat and then get in the driver side. This whole time shes been smirking at me.

"Where are we going?"

"I think you know"

"I do" She smiles "I love you, Christian"

"I love you too, baby" I tell her as we zoom off towards the city and the Red Room that awaits us.