Let Me See Your Ponytail Swing

My wife and I have been married for a few years now, and we’ve descended into the kind of married life that I always feared. All of the clichés have turned into reality for us. I’ve put on weight, I’ve become lazy. And she works so hard that most of the time she’s so tired she just wants to read a book when she gets home. In some ways I love it – the security, knowing there’s someone there to sleep next to every day. But I have a secret fantasy. One I know she would laugh at if I told her. Our sex life is still pretty stable, but it’s become a bit perfunctory. We know exactly how to get each other off. But I want to experiment. And my fantasy is one I've had since I was a teen. I’d love her to wear a cheerleading outfit, and have her bounce around on me like a pogo stick. With the tiny skirt and no underwear underneath, and the knee high socks, and the pony-tail. Whenever I see a woman with her hair in a swinging pony-tail it gets me so hard. I wish I could tell my wife. I’m sure there are things she’d want to try too.