“Why are you buying that chair? That chair looks weird. We can’t afford luxuries, Dear. And besides, we don’t have any use for that anyway,” complained Phoebe who was very worried about their family expenses.

“Oh, Sweetie, this is something you will never regret on purchasing,” said Barry.

“Oh, now you are a salesman. How much commission are you getting for purchasing that chair?” Phoebe said sarcastically.

“Nothing. I will purchase it out of my own pocket money and not from our joint account,” insisted her husband.

“And look here,” she pointed to the picture in the brochure, “it even has extensions that have another set of prices! Expensive! This is luxurious. We are not rich, Hon…”

She ran her fingers over the words and read aloud,

“Chair of Creativity = experiment with all the positions that can reach your optimum pleasure with easy to adjust padded rests and seats.”

“Yes, isn’t that something?”

“Yeah, right,” replied Phoebe.

Phoebe’s attention shifted to her precious husband’s dick and rubbed it.

“See? Just looking at the chair made you horny already,” commented Barry.

Phoebe paid no attention to her husband’s nonsense and went down on him and started blowing his dick.

And not long after that night’s discussion, the chair was delivered to their home even how Phoebe was against purchasing it. Barry brought it to their bedroom and placed it right beside their king-sized bed. Phoebe just watched him adjust the seats and pads.

“Honey, I believe you should help by cleaning it instead of just watching me assemble it,” suggested Barry.

“Okay,” said Phoebe. This time she was more curious rather than disappointed on the wasteful purchase as to what this chair might bring to her. She did remember what her husband told her that night,

“Oh, Sweetie, this is something you will never regret on purchasing.”

She meticulously cleaned all the surfaces, edges and corners. The chair was ready. She looked at the chair -- her head tilted to one side and then to the other, trying to see why it was called a ‘chair’. It did not even look like a chair. She thought,

“Where, for heaven’s forbid, will a butt sit on this so-called, ‘chair’?”

Barry was looking at his wife, smiling kinkily and giggled. Phoebe turned to look at her husband.

“Why?” she asked.

“Well, you look funny … looking at the chair like that,” said Barry.

“Well, this chair is weird. What is it for again?” she asked.

It was 6:00pm and usually, at that time, Phoebe was preparing dinner.

“Do you want me to show you now or later after dinner when we are all ready to retire for the day?”

When Phoebe was curious, she did not let her curiosity wait.

“Yes, now,” she said in a command.

“But aren’t we going to have dinner in an hour?” asked Barry.
“Yes. And what’s that got to do with showing me how to use this silly chair?” asked Phoebe.

“No, this is not a ‘silly’ chair. It is a ‘nifty’ chair,” corrected Barry.

“Yeah right,” said his wife, “… some ‘nifty’ weird chair …”

“I suggest that I will show you how to use it later when we are all ready to bed,” said Barry.

“Darn!” said Phoebe almost near to anger.

“But Honey, we need to eat first before we use this chair because it does not take a second to show you how to use it,” explained Barry.

“Okay, just show me where to put my butt so at least I have an idea what it is,” she pleaded.

“Well, basically you can put your butt there in the middle,” Barry pointed to the center padded cushion that was half as big as a regular seat. But you can also seat on any of the pads around it,” he explained, pointing to all the padded seats surrounding the center seat.

“Those are seats, too?” asked Phoebe pointing to the diagonal, reversed and vertical padded cushions.

“Yes, they are,” he replied.

“No, they aren’t,” she replied.

“Oh yes, they are,” he insisted. “Come on, Dear. Let’s get dinner. I’m hungry.”

“Well, okay.”

After dinner, they took their showers together. Phoebe was in a hurry to see how to use the seat. She got out of the shower before Barry did. Barry was excited to use the seat that he followed her. Out of pure curiosity, she could not wait to put on anything. Still naked, she placed her butt on the center cushioned seat. This excited Barry. He wiped off all excess water off his body and immediately went to kiss his wife with affection, pushing her head to lean on a small padded cushion located just right on the spot behind her head. His pushing-like kiss made her entire body move into a diagonal angled position as he simultaneously spread her legs apart when her legs rose. Her feet landed automatically on two round five-inched cushioned pads on opposite sides. Barry’s gun slipped into Phoebe’s vagina with ease.

“OOOooh!!!” Phoebe felt the intense shivering and stimulating arousal amidst her systems as Barry’s treasure immediately reached her g-spot deep inside her vagina. Her entire body quivered and thrashed. She panted heavily. He smiled as he continued kissing her. He forced his tongue into her mouth and it initiated a wrestling match with her tongue. Her tongue accepted the challenge. Her pussy was all leaking-wet.

“That was a fast cum I had,” she panted.

“We just got started,” Barry said smiling kinkily.

Phoebe was starting to understand why Barry told her why it did not take a second to try out the chair. And she was beginning to realize how wonderful the chair was. The couple had been married for seven years and had been trying to have a baby, but to no avail.

Still connected, Barry then changed position with Phoebe, sitting his butt in the center padded piece as he moved his wife sideways lifting one of her legs up forming a semi-vertical-diagonal split, leaning the upper leg onto his shoulder while the other leg rested on one lower center pad that was located near the floor.

“Ooh YYESS!” she screamed. It hit her g-spot once more. Barry watched his wife shake like crazy. He pushed and pulled her butt, in and out her pussy went his treasured gun. The movement increased momentum and depth.

“Ohhh, that’s it, Babe! Finish all those cums!” moaned Barry.

The intensity was so great that both exploded together. The chair vibrated energized by the couple’s boiling magnitude.

When their pulse beat resumed to normal,

“Barry, Honey… you did not say this was going to do that,” said Phoebe.

“I wanted to surprise you,” said Barry.

“This is not only a ‘nifty’ chair. It is also ‘erotic’,” Phoebe logically thought loudly.

“Yes, it is,” said Barry.

“Well, I am happy that you bought this chair and I am happy that you persisted and insisted on buying this chair in spite of all what I said. It is not saying that you should do that all the time when you want to buy something. But this is really cool,” said his wife.

“Happy Birthday, Dear!”

“It is not yet my birthday, Barry,”

“Well, it will be somebody’s birthday when and if you get pregnant.”

“Are you saying that this will get me pregnant?”

“Maybe…”

“Well …,” she thought loudly, “If this will make me pregnant, then this is not a luxury after all! This is the most wonderful ‘productive’ purchase ever … that is … IF this will make me pregnant.”

Stories like these do happen. Well, Phoebe did get pregnant. Her period did not come the next month.

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