I had told my husband that I was setting aside this long weekend to do something with him, since virtually all of the last holidays have been spend with Liz. I’ve enjoyed my trips with Liz immensely, but I just don’t want to seem like I’m neglecting my husband.
We talked for a bit about some ideas for the weekend, but didn’t come up with much. As of last weekend we still had nothing planned, and I said I was perfectly happy just spending a weekend at home with him. I was trying to be nice. He laughed about my niceness and said he would prefer if I was more dominant with him about it.
So I changed my attitude for him. I told him he had until Friday to come up with an idea of us that pleased me. If he didn’t have something by Friday then not only would I spend the weekend with Liz, but he would have to pay for whatever last minute plans Liz and I put together.
I figured that would be good motivation for him, and I didn’t anticipate I would be spending the weekend with Liz. He made his first suggestion on Wednesday, which was just to spend some time on the beach, see a movie, and have dinner. I told him that was not good enough, and I meant it. If we had a whole three days I wanted something better than that.
On Thursday he suggested a place in Palm Springs that was booked up. I told him I liked the Palm Springs idea and he should find another place there. But after a bit of trying he said that every place that looked appealing had no availability. One day until his deadline and he still had nothing. I started wondering about what I might do with Liz.
Friday morning I reminded him he needed to come up with something, and I gave him a noon deadline so I would have time to plan something with Liz if needed. He asked me what I would do with Liz and I told him I had plenty of ideas (which I did) and I didn’t understand why it was so hard for him to think of something.
Nearing noon, he texted me and suggested a day trip to a nice gay-friendly spa where we could get a couples message. He confirmed that he had already checked and found availability at a place. Good try, but I told him that was only one day, and we needed something else to do on the other days.
I called him just before noon to see what he came up with and he said that he thought I should just do something fun with Liz. I sensed a little bit of disappointment in his voice, but also excitement that he had been dominated by me and I was setting the rules.
I texted Liz and asked her if she wanted to go up to San Francisco for the weekend and stay at a nice spa/resort, all at my husband’s expense. She was excited. It took me about ten minutes to find a place online. It was $280 a night and I had my husband book three nights right away. Then he bought us last-minute plane tickets which cost almost $700 per ticket. As he was driving us to the airport last night, I told him to pull into an ATM and take out $500 for us for spending money, and he did.
I can’t help but think he got his own version of pleasure out of the weekend. And Liz and I are having an enormous amount of pleasure ourselves…
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