When is it hardest...?

 And no, I don't mean my dick.  😁  Well, not directly anyway.  I mean, when is it the most challenging to remain chaste?  When does desire become a real presence and make you question your choices?  Are there particular moments or circumstances?  I'm not talking about tease sessions, those are obvious.

For me it is the time I just left: a mid-day nap.  This has historically been a time when we'd engage in sex.  Not always of course but frequently.  It started when the kids were little and on those rare occasions that we could sneak in some quite time alone, and generally being exhausted, we'd lay down for a mid-day nap and that often led to sex.  It might just be masturbating together with light touching or a full blown romp, but it was a common time for intimacy and pleasure.  

And more or less, that has continued all these years.  Maybe not as frequently as it used to as the kids are long out of the house so sex is much easier to have whenever, but still, when we do lay down together for a little siesta, it often does lead to touching which then snowballs...

Since embracing orgasm control though, that isn't the case.  There's been times when she's used the opportunity to tease me terribly.  One day a couple weeks ago she had me throbbing and soaked and her finger had my panties buried up my ass.  Then she whispered, "Your choice, do you want to cum?"  It was so beyond devilish.  Of course I did but at the same time, I knew she'd see it as weakness and I so didn't want to disappoint her.  I also very much didn't want to start the clock over.  So I resisted and she ceased.

But more often is like what just happened.  We laid down together and she pulled me up against her to snuggle and laid her hand innocently on my side.  That always gets my mind going.  Is she going to go further?  Is she horny?  And of course nowadays there is the added anxiety of how am I going to handle it if so?   Alas, she just drifted off to sleep and after a little bit, I ever so softly slid out of bed.

It's the strangest thing being both grateful for that and frustrated.  But yeah, for me, those times when we both lay down together for a nap are the hardest.