The Lady of the House seems ready for me to break my chastity. She has been kind enough to let me ejaculate exactly once in the last two weeks. But this morning she was definitely a bit interested in my oral attentions. Usually that means that, over the next couple of days, she will want me to orally pleasure her and, if I am good at that (which, modestly, I am) then there is every chance she will want me for her greater pleasure.
And that is, of course, the point. Only her desire matters. She knows I want her desperately. But unless and until she wants me, my desires are just that. The Lady of the House is perfectly capable of forgetting my desires all together. As is her perfect right. But a man can dream.