"Uh, if he's going to rim you, I want to do it to you first."
We, that is myself Robert and my wife Amanda, were sitting around in our office watching some Netflix on my computer. I held her phone in my hand; she was letting me read the dirty chat she'd had with a potential side piece on Tindr. We have an open marriage and always share our adventures, rare that they me be, with one another. They had been chatting together the better part of the day so it had been quite a bit to read through, but I had gotten just as turned on by it as I knew she was. Until he started talking about rimming her.
I couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of jealousy; my love for my wife's ass is well-known but I had never been able to indulge in any kind of back door play. We had talked about anal sex, of course, but she wasn't into it. In general, it wasn't her thing. More specifically, my cock is too thick for her to even consider it. It was never important enough to matter, so it just became something I'd joke about with her from time to time, knowing that particular door was closed.