Something tugging at my left foot stirs me from my sleep. For a second I consider opening my eyes and seeing what it was, but I decide instead to roll over and go back to sleep.
Except I can’t move.  I lift my head to find myself spread-eagle on the bed, my hands and feet tied to the corners and my boxers removed.
And my wife sitting at the foot of the bed putting the finishing touches on a knot.
“Hanako, what are you doing?”
“It didn’t have to come to this, Hisao” her voice is eerily calm “I thought you were better than this”
I don’t have the faintest idea what she’s talking about. Still facing away from me, she holds up her right hand and regards her scars “for you of all people, to be repulsed by me”
“Repulsed? Whaaa...”
My voice trails off as I try to think about what could have triggered this.
“How long has it been since we had sex, Hisao?” she shoots me a glance over her shoulder while I fumble to come up with an answer, but she cuts me off “three weeks. And it was a fortnight before that. That’s twice in two months, Hisao.”
I struggle to come up with a decent excuse.
“Work’s been really stressful-
“I found the magazines Hisao” my blood freezes. Oh shit oh shit oh shit
“I-I can explain?”
 She doesn’t buy it
“You don’t need to explain.  While you’ve been jacking off to those... those skinny, flawless bitches...” she almost spits the last few words. “While you’re whale of a wife lies in bed knowing you’re not attracted to her anymore”
“Honey it’s not like that, I swear. Please untie me, I’ll make everything right again...”
Still not buying it.
 
“I can’t take that risk” With a very unlady-like grunt she hoists herself off the bed and waddles over to the light switch and flicks it on “you’re going to watch all of this”
She turns to me and shrugs off her robe. Once upon a time my eyes would have been drawn straight to her breasts, but now they just gravitate to her impossibly swollen stomach
“That’s right take it all in, you’ve still got another month of this to go” she supports her back with one hand and slowly rubs her belly with the other. Suddenly she chuckles sadistically “and just thinks how long after that it could be before you get laid again...”
I’d rather not
 
“Please Hanako, not like this” I plead but it falls on deaf ears
She mounts the end of the bed and crawls slowly towards me. It would have been quite seductive if she wasn’t nearly 8 months pregnant
“I’m sorry Hisao, but I have needs” she settles down between my legs, her belly resting on my groin. She gives it a gentle wiggle and smirks at as I squirm at the conflicting sensations
“Tonight, you’re all mine”